Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160824233217/@comment-3293219-20160825202559

The Poetic Dragon wrote: "No Problem... I can start the designing while I'm recuperating. But for now I'm hungrier than a coyote on a turnip farm."Wade stated with a smile. (Sorry bro! :<)

"We're surving breakfast... We have pretty much everything if you have a preference?" The Doctor suggested as she began to dress his injured leg.

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They came up to the medwing's door, which opened before them. A Security Guard towered over them, immediately standing in their way but he eventually stepped aside and let them pass.