Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20151127024223/@comment-24416658-20151129224901

Well, that went swimmingly.

Peyton sighed, finally getting himself fully up. Dusting himself off, He adjusted his ripped jacket, which had fallen off slightly, and yelped as his gauntlet unclasped itself and fell on the floor, clanking. He sighed, falling to his knees.

''Best. Luck. Ever. ''Peyton picked up his weapon, grabbing any nails that fell out and about. Groaning, he stood, cradling his weapon, and looked around. There wasn't anyone else in sight. In fact, things got really quiet. It was weird. No birds chirping, no sounds of people. He shrugged, walking along and re-clasping his gauntlet.

Man, he thought, ''What was up with her? Got out of there instantly.'' Peyton touched his face with his left hand. I mean, I'm not THAT ugly, am I?