Board Thread:Roleplaying Board/@comment-26872802-20150414025052/@comment-26565509-20150414113834

(I'll play.)

Rust, now in her mid-twenties, sits in her hideout, now much different. It was more militarized. She rubs her bow, now with mechanical parts to it. She gets up, massaging her head, feeling her robotic eye. "It's been forever...." She mutters.