Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20170310181941/@comment-24510587-20170310231928

(What's she stabbing the dog with? Her fingers?)

Wilkes had returned to his workshop, where he decided it was about time to give his power armour some... personal flair. In order to do this, though, he was going to need some paint. Thus, he headed for the storage to see if the pre-war inhabitants had left anything behind. After all, this was a school, and children loved to paint.