Thread:TEOR-MMMM/@comment-35691777-20190412002803/@comment-36309590-20190413141620

Rimlian awoke a few hours later, his somewhat peaceful rest only having been temporarily interrupted by the occasional night time flash back to the war. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes and stretching out slightly to loosen up his muscles for the trials the day ahead would no doubt bring, the Keyblade Master slowly sat upright in the bed. Pushing the sheets aside he swung his legs over the right side of the bed, letting his feet dangle aimlessly for a bit, before planting them on the cool hardwood floor. Waiting a few more minutes for the grogginess of sleep to wear off, Rimlian let his gaze wander around the well furnished room he'd been provided by Stinger.

(WIP. Will finish in a bit)