Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24301343-20140616140738/@comment-24301343-20140616152012

Arro stepped forward tenatively in responce to the voice, and was met by a wall of fog, much to his own suprise and mild amusement. he leaned against the front counter slowly, staring at the doorway from which the steam has rushed as water does.

"Sorry to be sort of a drop in, but i was hoping you could give me a hand with something... What do you know about fire arms?"

he grippedthe edge of the counter ever so slightly, a few beads of sweat forming about his brow as he stood there, waiting to see the source of this phantom voice. he couldn;t help but hook the first two fingers of his right hand around his chain as he waited for a responce.