Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26414442-20141118044242/@comment-25686329-20141118225151

Quinn Ratigan stepped onto the feild, not entirely sure of himself.

Why exactly am I doing this...? He thought to himself. Right, girls dig the uniform, you're half decent at the game, and well, you've been drafted into this.

Not exactly sure of what to do before the game started, he scanned the stands for someone he recognized, knew, or at least had heard of...