Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20150807001143/@comment-26807691-20150809224522

Angeline blinked. "Military facial recognition what now?" she asked, allowing her arm to be sewn back onto her torso. "Hey... what was that thing? It looked like an old lady." Maybe today wasn't the best day to go looking for a piece of lost jewellery.

((Considering bringing Ana and maybe Nys in to find out why Angel's not answering their hexts/calls/whatever.))