Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20140228093534/@comment-7497475-20140319084105

''Memories eh? I wish I had more of those.''

Placing his glass down, he casually looked around the pub once. There was a few younger people in, a couple of which probably shouldn't have been.

"Sometimes I'm envious of these kids. They make me feel old. Then I realise I am old. That's what I get for working at Beacon I guess. At least I can still have a laugh with them. One of my students loves the story of how I was knocked out before finishing my initiation."

Rubbing his head, he thought about the Death Stalker hitting him.

"She just laughs when I say it hurt."