Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20200306044104/@comment-32347114-20200509234126

"Alright, good." Sergei heads over and orders a heaping pile of fool-primarily meat-enough for two dragons, and some soda. He scarfs down his meal with gusto, downing the soda afterwards to wash it down. He stretches his wings and tail a bit, before heading out of the cafeteria in search of his quarters, giving people looks whenever they got in his way. As he took the time to think, he cracked a wry smile. and talking to no one in particular....

"I'm coming to find you, old friend. We have a score to settle. For good."