Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150828165808/@comment-5320677-20150928215643

the Farrow got to work, and by the end of about two days, had 200 Uniforms each. He delievered them and got to taking a break.

Siva was pacing, brow furrowed, as she glared at the pebble in her hand, she glared at the pebble and tried to manipulate it, and nothing happened. Sighing she chucked it into her wastebin and, in her casual-wear, went for a jog around headquarters