Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26897139-20150523185158/@comment-25686329-20150618044226

Annalog sat down on the floor. She was wearing her usual attire, but carried a bag, presumably full of stuff.

She brushed a lock of white-blonde hair away from her eye and lifted a finger to her temple, leaning her fist against one side of her face.

"Eh, dare." She said descisively, not appearing to be unprofessional or second guessing herself in any way.