Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20131011025520/@comment-11588669-20131018115247

He shut the door, and growled at his face reddening. Put him in a combat situation, he was in his element. Send him to deal with a girl he likes, and it's like opening a bag of cliches, reaching inside, and picking.

Why was his life like some twisted fairy-tale?

Shaking his head, he went over to his armor. There was still blood on it, and the chestplate and helmet each had to be repaired. But the gloves, while drenched in hardened blood, were still usable.

He picked the two gauntlets up, and carried them over to the bed. Pulling an armor servicing kit from underneath his bed, the teen began cleaning all the dried blood off. It was going to take awhile.

He had just finished with the thumbpiece, when Tianee walked out wearing her dress. Which was still muddy. He raises an eyebrow, and pointed to the closet.

"There should be a spare jacket in there, and maybe an old pair of pants. Otherwise, you're gonna have to wear that when we go back. Sorry." He shrugged, and went back to cleaning his armor.

Really hoping she wouldn't see the blood...