Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25588272-20150513015201/@comment-25876934-20150514004845

((Sorry... here now, though...))

The Wanderer sighed, lying on her back in the crimson grass. She plucks a flower from its stem, twirling it in her long, thin fingers. ''I ate this planet! Well.. not so much the place, but... the rules. Hmpf, 'do this,' 'no, you can't do that to Chancellor Narvin,' 'we need you on-world.' Stupid, stupid, stupid!''

((I make my entrance.))