Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24304510-20140416200630/@comment-24416658-20160812034346

Nikolai, seated off to the side, was day-dreaming, basically. He was going over calculations in his mind, something he did when he was bored. To any outside observer, he'd look like he was staring into space, as his right hand was hanging over the seat arm, scratching Mikhail's head. His lips were moving slightly, as he was whispering the calculations to himself.

"Seven over the speed of sound times the square root of 5.67...." He basically looked mad.