Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-24849899-20151105210410/@comment-24849899-20151107213939

He grunted, pushing past her, nearly knocking her over and making his way to "their" room for their stay.

Upon entering, he was met with a typical medieval inn.

'Hmph, small, and not big as the barracks. Nowhere NEAR the block of human modern engineering.' He thought with dissapointment.

He then found a couch and then picked it up with great strength and setit down on the far end of the room.

"Zis is your space... Zis is mine space, no crossing each others line accept when entering or exiting the room." He instructed sternly, going to sit down on the bed and began to write in his war diary.