Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-37629772-20190728101720/@comment-38232361-20191119075049

(Late October through early January is the worst time to work in retail/shipping, plus I think my computer is just one more crash away from being broken for good.)

Kreed sighs, "Yes, we're ready. Let's just hope our host doesn't have any problems with who we brought...."

MEANWHILE

Tom gives him a "What the fuck are you talking about?" look as he puts down the now empty bottle of white liquid, which turned out to have a label that marked it as a prescribed medication for fainting spells for Kaari, though a little bit of Tom's spunk was mixed in secretly to make it at least palletable for the squirrel mamono.

"Yes, well I don't think that she has any oblig-"

"Hello Steven, how's Maria and the girls?"

Tom is interrupted by The Madam Director of the RMRP cooly and rather coldly greeting her former employee, not a single trace of her crying in the bathroom to be found on her expressionless face. She slowly walks up to the desk and takes her own seat across from the steampunk robocop ripoff, an aura of pure intimidation radiating from her seeminly calm body, completely polarized from her normal cheery, flirtatious and lustful one as it made everyone remain silent. She most definately was NOT happy to see him after what he said about her.

"I hear you wished to debate with me on why genocide is much better than trying to help a group of individuals. Well... here I am. Debate me..."

MEANWHILE

Roxy pauses her eating for a bit and swallows, politely wiping her mouth with a napkin.

"I don't really know... I'm guessing saying that I was trying to defend my home I was forced out of and the memorial to my late master wouldn't be the best thing to say.."