Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7838080-20140102004130/@comment-11588669-20140102011358

Echion gave a slight chuckle, before closing the book he was reading. He turned to her, a grin across his features. He had been sitting by the window, reading another story of the empire.

"Long enough, I suppose, to make you more impatient?" He said teasingly in a soft tone. His armor was on as well, and a duffel bag was sitting next to him. His helmet, with that blank, void faceplate, was settled on top of the bag. He kept his gladius, Nemisis, across his lap as he sat crosslegged.

He chuckled again as he studied her, glad that few were paying attention to him. She was in the armor- or at least, what passed for it for her. Though, it could be more of a armored bodice than a chestplate. The male shook his head at her attire, before grinning a bit more.

She was his best and only friend. He was nice enough, he supposed, to make more. He just never had a desire to. The two had stuck together for awhile, so aside from his Aunt, she was the only one he really relaxed, teased, and joked around. And speaking of joking/teasing...

"Though, I'm surprised it took you so long. Looking for a bowl of milk, or just someone to explode on after they comment upon your outfit?"