Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5999656-20150907231134/@comment-24416658-20151014235411

Hafleikr passively dodged the compliment from the clown, walking away from him as he, for some reason, encased himself in purple something. Turning to Anastasia and Nacoma, he nodded once, before using his harpoon gun attached to a cable to skyrocket out the sunroof, leaping into the airship waiting for them, the one belonging to their teammate. Nacoma simply watched him go, as Anastasia groaned.

"I can never read that guy." she said. She turned to Nacoma, who also turned back to her.

"Well?" Nacoma asked, "You're the leader, what do we do?"

Anastasia gulped. Looking around quickly, she laid her eyes on Oliver.

"We...er...we listen to him!" she said, sidling up next to Oliver. Nacoma smirked under her mask and shook her head.