Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20160326001252/@comment-29559990-20160504235106

"Will do," Vlad said, shuffling away from the obviously irritated quartermaster. He placed the paper up against the steel wall and was about to begin filling it out before he had a thought.

"I can't put my name down..." He muttered to himself. He knew that if he did that, Zekoff could easily trace this back to him and have he and Aleksandra found out in an instance. He might even find them by the penmanship of Vladimir!

With this many of thoughts on his mind, he decided the best thing to do was to present this to Aleksandra herself. She'd know what to do. She always did.

And so with that, he left the armory and began heading back to Aleksandra's room.