Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26854056-20170127182024/@comment-26854056-20170207213928

Robin and Sparrow were having another arguement. Again.

Of course, this didn't exactly suprise the troupe as they approuched the red pick-up, hateful words beling flunged at one side of the group to another, with Quail stuck in the middle covering Ducks ears.

He hopped into the car, pulling out his files and getting some work done before another searing headache interrupted his train of thought.

It was... Confusing. All the calculations and reasearch would have led him to believe that with this ammout of migranes would accomplish any potent memories to surface. But all he remembered so far is being in a dark room. That was it, as much as he hated it.

He scowled slightly before drinking some water and sighing, the overwhelmming work load and his condition only putting him under more stress

AND BRB