Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-7974155-20140824083125/@comment-14745711-20140824204202

OOC: wow Badass, you've put me on the spot there, I haven't really got much idea what to do.

IC: Orphius bends down and picks up the bread. He stands there, somewhat helpless for some time. In the end he takes one of the field rations off of his belt and places it with the bread back onto the cardboard box and walks away some distance so that he can still see the box, but an individual in that area, couldn't see him.

OOC: I really want this to work.