Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-7637833-20141101030301/@comment-26198510-20150201083604

Maeve's eyes locked on his features. She hadn't expected Obsidian to look quite the way he did, but she didn't really know what to expect. She began to intently study his green eyes, and his dreadlocks. After a few moments, she caught herself staring and she averted her gaze. "Um, sorry.."