Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20160110211725

Anastasia hated days like these. Cold, rainy, muggy. She couldn't stand them, since they reminded her so much of the night her parents passed. Shaking her head to clear the sad thoughts from her mind, she looked up. Acording to her scroll, she was meeting with a student from Atlas for a mission. Simple enough. Altough, she'd heard about people from Atlas. She wasn't too sure about this.

"Ah well," she said to nobody, "Might be fun." Standing on the launch pad, a faint sprinkling falling about, she looked up. The airship with the other student should be arriving soon, she hoped.

Let's hope they're friendly. 