The small wheels rumbled over the pavement as Skateboard cruised through the skate park, throwing in a few kickflips and gliding along the railings—just doing whatever tricks came to mind. He could feel his hair whipping back every time he picked up speed, his feet pushing hard against the ground to build up momentum. Eventually, he slowed down, coming to a stop for a quick breather.

Looking around, It was... surprisingly peaceful the park was, especially for being accustomed to living among the chaos of a violent faction that is the Playground. It was a rare chance to mess around without anyone bothering him—or getting into trouble with the Police Force... again. Illumina.. that prison was the worst to be around with the lava around it, he shuddered at that thought. Good thing they only reside mostly in Crossroads.

With that thought, he jumped back on his board, practicing more tricks, sharpening his skills. Who knows, maybe he'll get to do some sick tricks for the next phighting match.