Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20170423011718/@comment-30014014-20170423024022

Oscar slowly opens the door, letting all the steam evacuate the bathroom. His armor is still wet and his eyes are still confronted to the fact that...he never really looked at her before.

For measurements, crafting and general purposes, he did. But never as a woman. Well, now that he had, to put it, 'put a ring in it', his brain scripted every detail of her body. And, well, it's a good thing he's armored.