Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25249965-20140815041213/@comment-25291880-20140815120923

Ryland walked in a hurried manner. He wanted to be one of the first ones to reach the school so he could find a good, hidden spot to relax. His legs were killing him from all the walking he had to do before and the extra luggage he was carrying alongside the necessities didn't help either. He stopped for a sec to check his bag one more time before entering Beacon. Weapons? Check. Tools? Check. Gears, nuts, bolts? Check. Ryland was hoping he could have time to work on his latest invention after school started. He took a deep breath before beginning to walk forwards again, silently praying no one would talk to him.