Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20170503201038/@comment-30014014-20170504024709

Oscar's ears fail to catch her words, his eyes still fixated on the far background. His body is still, as if petrified. His weapons, all floating idly in the furnace soon come to their master's side, rattling slowly. HIs Razorback Blue, Morning Star and Ore Smasher glow dimly whole doing so.

Silence continues to infect the man, as he slowly lifts a hand forward "Here...?"