Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-4794494-20141014230422/@comment-4794494-20141028194224

UFM leaves the bathroom and jumps on the bed. He removed his shoulder pauldrons, knee guards and headpiece, maintaining only the battle jacket. He decided to take a nap, and dozed off within minutes.

'Quirov sits in a hover-chair, modifying his energy sword, when a Kig-yar serveant enters the room. She pushes a cart loaded with food in with her, and the heavenly odor tugs at the Sangheili's nose.

"Hello sir! I'm here to offer you your post-lunch, pre-dinner snack. As I make my-"

The Kig-yar is cut short when 'Nosol uncloaks directly behind her and immediately tosses a pork bun in his mouth.