Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-933831-20150717061034/@comment-24416658-20150729213836

Thorald leaned forwards in his seat, licking his dry lips and looking around at the other people in the airship. He nervously smiled and gave a small wave to try to calm them, but he regretted the choice he made by pulling out his weapon. Looking at the covered windows, he began to think up scenarios in his mind.

"Phiorra, listen," he whispered again, "While I love the fact that you can be optimistic during this, you and I both know that this isn't normal. Like it or not, we have to find out what's happening."