Dec 16, 2006 22:33
"This is not what I expected," Silverbolt mutters to himself as he steps into the bar, laying his ears back. He hasn't been in for quite awhile, and he thought that he might've escaped finding a bar in place of his quarters on a regular basis.
So much for that.
Deciding to make the best of things-and feeling a little curious-the fuzor makes his way over to a table, jumping up on a chair and sitting down to watch the rest of the bar. He looks somewhat baffled, but not unfriendly.
silverbolt