Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25151516-20131102191203/@comment-25151516-20131106022647

Holmes could barely think with the banging noises from the angry bounty hunters.

"SHUT UP!" He was trying to think. James could borrow a parachute and follow Julian. ''No. I'd be too exposed. THINK. If only those idiots would quiet down.''

''Let's see. Smart young man with an IQ around 150. Aura related to explosives. If I were a young man, running away from authority, or anybody else trying to kill me, and I just jumped into the water, my explosives would be wet. What is the first thing that needs to be done: get them dry. He has to wait for them to dry. BUT, what f he simply swam to the city: No, the scroll would tell me if he were moving or if he broke it. He is stuck. Letting his dynamite and cigarettes dry. Dynamite and cigarettes. Dynamite and cigarettes. What sort of kid smokes at his age? Dynamite and cigarettes. OF COURSE!''