Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20181211225019/@comment-30014014-20181213173306

"Yes. Endure. Parade your misery for all to see, no matter how deeply you may seek to hide it"

The young man hips on his teeth, heart-broken over the information conveyed via the ''drifters. ''His sorrow, mired by the constant taunts of the man in the wall, uncaring as ever. His vitrol biting deeply in his mind. Tears begin to win over his face.

"Excuse me for a moment..." he had turned to the young Layoka, quick to rise from his seat. Quicker to walk away from the mess hall. He didn't wish for anyone to witness him as this state.

He returns. Returns to his room. Here, woould he attempt to wrestle the man in the wall's words of scorn.