Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140404170938/@comment-24123288-20140405202453

(Real men don't choose flowers or swords. They choose Wings.... <3 Also, don't forget ya medicine Mister!)

Julie sat on the chair, looking around curiously, oddly she wasn't scared of the man with heads for arms and an arm for a head. She should be.

But she wasn't.

Slowly, she reached out for the cup and wrapped her hands around it, lifting it to her mouth.

"Where am I...?"