Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7489529-20140303034144/@comment-24261822-20140307185403

After a while of fist fighting, Talen stayed sitting after Bergen had put him that way, and watched as he started to eat a lunch he had packed. Talen pulled out his flask of lemonade that had been infused with the nutrients of a daily meal, and took a sip, lost in thought.

It probably looks like I am an alcoholic or something.

Talen looked at himself during the break, and saw that some of his bruises and cuts were taking longer than usual to heal.

Looks like I'm starting to get a bit winded too.