Board Thread:Mythical Roleplay/@comment-28578706-20170131214724/@comment-29325988-20170201003217

January, once hearing Jen's remark, shot her a stern glare. She then turned back to Derek. "Your brain is more like a mouse's than a scientist's."

She turned away, grabbing some tools and picking through the skin. Muttering into her recorder, she spoke in a soft whisper, barely hearable for anyone more than one or two feet away. "Nothing within the skin tells us how they came with wings." Mental note. She'd come back to it later.