Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20160720133828/@comment-5583506-20160721142124

Wandering along the coast of Pearl Island seemed like the best option in order to reach the ruins of Honolulu.

There was no other sound except for the sound of the rolling waves crashing up on the shoreline and the breeze whistling among the sand dunes. Pestin took a deep huff of his cigarette, letting out a cackling cough as the smoke filled his lungs.

"If you continue like that, it might be the death of you", remarked Deaphanie with a precious smile.

"Har har, sis. I think my expiration date is set far into future. I just picked up this habit recently."

"Recently", repeated Famian with a shrug. "Back before that fateful day you were filling your lungs with that crap as well."

"For me that is recently", said Pestin. "Sometimes I forget how young you are, little brother."

"Alright, enough yapping", grumbled Ward disapporingly. "Let's cause some mayhem already. Where are these marvelous ruins of yours?"

"You should know", giggled Deaphanie. "Were they not your doing?"

"The butterfly effect, sister", said Ward with a grunt. "Like ripples on water. I didn't do shit here. These people did. The people on mainland did. I may have... just given them a little push in a certain direction."

"You are all heart, bro", grinned Pestin and lit another cigarette.