Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20170609225054/@comment-28358106-20170613185602

Thomas, doing his best to smooth his hair yet again, mumbles something conciliatory, while Regina has turned deep red, evident in even her dark skin.

"Well, that was...interesting," she says with a nervous chuckle, fanning herself. "Think nothing of it. I'll admit, it's been a while since I was grabbed by a stranger."

"You, grabbed? Where?  When?" Tirush says, suddenly aggressive.

"It was years ago, Tirush. And no, it didn't end well for the guy." Thomas gives her arm a pat, which calms her down. He looks to Baku.

"I'll admit, you have me at a disadvantage. Marcus never told me of any band he was with.  What sort of band are you?  I don't see any instruments."

"He possibly means mercenaries, love," Tirush says.

"Oh. Right." Thomas looks slightly uncomfortable.

"If that's true, how did you meet Marcus? He's never had any need of mercenaries," Regina says, putting her hands on her hips. "Unless he's taken to finding some since his retirement."