Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24684131-20160807210833

Altan sat outside the front door of his workshop, lounging on a stool with his back against the wall. The top half of his jumpsuit was tied around his waist, the white t-shirt beneath it taught over his toned arms and torso. He looked quite chilled out, gazing up at a sky filled with puffy white clouds, and adding his own, pale grey ones to the scene as he puffed out smoke following a drag from his cigarette.

Elidyr was coming for a checkup.

He pondered idly about the boy, having talked to him over the phone regularly, as well as texting him - even when he should be focussing on class. The man smirked. Boy I am a shit influence he thought to himself, followed by another gentle puff of smoke.

He let his eyes drift close, listening to the sound of the world passing him by a few meters in front of him and simply relaxing. 