Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26897541-20160629034932/@comment-26897541-20160701012750

Chanson looked up from where he was writing at his desk when he heard the knock at the door. 'Who could be here at this time in the afternoon? Air's not supposed to be back until closer to curfew, and he wouldn't knock anyway. Hmmm....' The blue bird boy stood from his desk, confused but knowing his manners, and walked over to the door. He opened it to find a girl in rather old-fashioned clothing, with brown-and-blue streaked hair and blue eyes, standing there at the door with a book in her hands. He looked at her, rather puzzled, but asked, "Hello Miss, can I help you?"