Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28920015-20180424021225/@comment-27049835-20180428123138

As the book pulsates with energy, Yharim finally notices it. He pulls it off the shelf and looks at the cover. It read, "The Goal." He raised an eyebrow at that and checked the back. Nothing. Shrugging, he opened the book.

Bad idea.

The book blasts Yharim away with some wind as it thuds to the floor. As Yharim recovers, he hears the gentle steps of a solid. He looks over. A new woman was upon him, complete with black, short hair and glasses. She tilted her head at Yharim, who looked away. Cal came in with a towel on Yharim's orders and the woman put it around herself before transforming it into a T-shirt and some jeans.