Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26076483-20150330010605/@comment-26191607-20150330050440

Scythe stopped staring off into the distace when Jane and Darling walk in. He laughs at how uncomfortible Jane looks in her dress. "That's gotta suck." He snickers. He himself just wore his Army Dress Blues, with too many ribbons on his left breast to count, and countless medals. His rank as Sergeant Major was on his shoulders.

"Jane, Darling, looking fancy tonight." He says.