Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-3991308-20170215063845/@comment-24387293-20170518095206

((Throwing the blazey baby in))

Blaze Smert liked a lot of things.

Dead Epics meetings weren't one of those things.

Unapologetically late, Blaze pushed open the door to the meeting room. She sighed, stepping in and loudly closing the door as to announce her presence. It was a bit idiotic drawing attention to herself, considering she really didn't want to interact with anybody. Even so, Blaze felt it necessary that she was acknowledged, so the twinge of regret was pushed aside.

She appeared to have walked into a rather boring situation, which was good. That meant that the meeting would likely be terminated quickly and she could get back to her dorm room and finish the scarf she was knitting. So Blaze decided to put up with whatever bland ten minutes of nothing she had to and sat herself down.