Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20170504232541/@comment-30655593-20170506071514

Mek would be sweating bullets at this point.

In Meks head:''"I... I really can't move... if I do then I'll get heat stroke... where's my canteen?" Mek would look around to see his canteen lying good ways away from him. He knew that he was at Elizabeth's mercy.''..