Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190303210034/@comment-25808351-20190310172852

(Everyone) Herja says nothing, standing perfectly at attention. “This place we’re goin gonna serve us food?” Marcus looks around at the group for an answer. “Guessing I’m the only one with a personality? What are you guys? Stiffs? Fuckin pack of statues. Let’s get this goin leech, the sooner we get this shit the sooner I get back to my ladies.”

Armata turns and stares at Marcus, the two locked in an aggressive gaze. “If I did not need your strength....”

“You’d what? Kill me?” Marcus growls.

“Perhaps.” Armata replies.