[center][h1][color=#7d134d]Michel Braun[/color][/h1]
[img]https://tinyurl.com/wh3el5[/img]
[I]Skill: N/A[/I]
[I]Location: Camp Forges -> Cabin 9[/I][/center]
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Michel bared his teeth, slapping her hand off. "[color=#7d134d] Don't f**king touch me,[/color]" he snapped, wheeling himself away. "[color=#7d134d] I don't need your f**king pity or sympathy. I'm going to my cabin.[/color]"

He looked towards the boy. "[color=#7d134d] I'll come back later and check my forge. If I see your fingerprints on it, I'll f**king ruin your life, [/color]" he warned, before wheeling himself out of the door. He quickly wheeled himself into his cabin, ignoring everyone else, and came to his bed.

Muttering angrily, he lifted himself out of his wheelchair and onto his bed, and folded it up, resting it against his bunk. He'd deal with his failures later. For now, he needed to sulk.