Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20160202235358/@comment-17114085-20160203105838

Da Rosa's blue jumpsuit was already something that stood out among the americans. He wasn't paying too much attention to Byron or the stares, he was doing calculations in his head. As he did so he moved his finger, almost as if writting in the air. "How fast can that mothership move?" He wondered as he did his calculations.