Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-33209858-20150724044628/@comment-33209858-20150728043253

Brawny stared at all the piles of research Sam had, before fixating his sky blue gaze on the male himself. For a second, it looked as if Brawny was completely absentminded about the whole thing, but the eager smile that showed up on his face suggested otherwise, "Bro! This is so cool! Are you telling me that you go around exploring all by yourself? And you get to encounter all these crazy wicked creatures?"

The Charming prince looked up at Sam once again, "I promise I won't tell a soul - Not even my sisters! Although... What's with all the research? It's all so... science-y. Isn't magic what makes this world, well, magical?" He asked, sincerely curious.

As someone who grew up in a strictly fairytale environment, Brawny hadn't given much thought or idea to there actually being a logical explanation for everything in their world. To be honest, the concept sort of blew his mind - Like when he learned about the whole Royal vs Rebel debate over choosing your own destiny.

"Hah, all of this brainiac stuff isn't really my thing - That's more up Brilliant's alley. After all, I'm not called 'Brawny' for nothing," The blonde-haired fellow rose from his bed, comically flexing his muscles as he did so. Even though Sam's research did interest him greatly, Brawny had always been viewed as the "dumb jock" so might as well keep up that pretense.

"I prefer my sword. It's a hand-me-down from like my great-great-great-great-great-grandfather or something, so I guess it's supposed to be a family heirloom." He knelt down beside his bag, rustling through it before he reppeared a moment later with a shining silver blade in his right hand. Brawny smirked at his roommate, "I'm always up for a duel. What kind of Prince Charming would I be if I wasn't?"