Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20170112225309/@comment-26288702-20170117011137

Armata examines the pink lemonade skeptically and sniffs it. Sensing that it is indeed lemonade, he sips it and sets it back on the table. His reserved expression gives way to a almost comical sneer as the taste of the lemonade hits. His tongue rolls around in his mouth wiping away the residual taste of the drink.

Armata:"Bit too sweet for me, but I suppose I shouldn't be picky."