Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190722223928/@comment-5543592-20190805193636

"Really?" Mister Fingers canted his head. "Fascinating.  I would have assume a more recent mutation.  A creature that old... why, the songs he could sing."

"He is not the oldest I've known, however.  Your friend, Tanner?  I was good friends with his mentor, Russel Washington."

As Johnny approached the door, he came into clear view of a man exiting the shower, bottom half wrapped in a towel. They were the entire length of lockers from each other.

The man paused, frowning at Johnny, one hand clutching his towel.

"Where're you going, man?" He called. "That's the family's apartments.  Van Graffs only."