Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-6975131-20131112040610/@comment-6975131-20131121152600

"Cold! Cri, you bastard, what is wrong with you, what if I dropped these on your face?!" He waved his gauntlets in Crimal's face. He slept with them on, not really caring what others thought of that. He glanced at the piping hot bowl of chili on his dresser. "Chili for breakfast?"

Looking at what his other teamates were doing he felt as if he was missing some really important context. "What's so interesting on that computer?"