Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24304510-20140416200630/@comment-24261822-20140624024353

Once again one of the last ones to wake up, Talen threw on a pair of clean clothes and made his way to the lobby. Still rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, he arrived just in time to witness the tensions that were starting to rise. Not being a morning person, he didn't have the air of pleasentness he typically had with him yet.

"Really? You people are going to fight in the building we live in? That's the thinking of real intellectual giants there."

Heading over to the bulletin board, Talen gave an incredulous look to Sven.

"Aren't you in hot water the way it stands already? If she wants to mope around, just let her do it. She's not hurting anything the way it is. You know what, I don't even care, go ahead and fight and waste prescious medical supples. I'm going to nap outside."

Scribbling his name on the Desalination Plant mission, Talen started to make his way to the door.