by Simon Kipling » Sat Mar 14, 2009 7:25 pm
Simon was heading back to his dorm after checking out where his classes would be, starting to get into the university rhythm. Things were a little different across the pond but it was easy to get used to. He stopped along the way when a few other students got their flying disk in one of the trees. Rather than watch them try to tear the tree apart in order to retrieve it he lept up and scaled the branches easily, tossing it down to the frat boys so they could continue their game of frisbee tag.
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Simon Kipling on Sat Mar 14, 2009 8:49 pm, edited 1 time in total.