Thread:Roxasofmalice/@comment-24416841-20140906172417/@comment-11459798-20140906175319

An old man with hair as gray as the walls of the building stood by a desk cluttered with papers. He was picking and choosing between them, schematics drawn with grace and fine point, clearly all by hand. He was muttering something as he grabbed a paper that quite clearly had "FUTURE FORCE PROJECT" written on the top.