Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26052600-20160302043959/@comment-26852465-20160327144752

"That is reassuring.." Michi smiled under her gaze.. indifferent to the chill Ptolemy's metal brought to her undead skin.

Eventually.. Tasha ceased looking for a way to enter Ptolemy. She fluttered back to DM, nestling into his hair. This, however, he didn't seem to approve of.

"Didn't you... pledge yourself as Mister Armstrong's companion? Why are you in my hair, and not his?"

"Mister Armstwong isn't as funny as you... so I decided to pester you, instead!"

"....-cough-shotsfired. Ahem.. but.. wait. Ha-ha funny, or strange funny?"

"Mmmmmm... both!"

''"Hmmmh... so.. how much longer are we going to be taking a break? I feel rested... is everyone else?" ''He received no answer from Michi or Tasha.. so that just left Armstrong to confirm the readiness.

...

Mercy blinked as he spotted the busted cage of the Dragon. He sighed.. should have figured a common steel cage couldn't restrain it. Dragons were on another league of strength, after all..

'''"So. Who was in charge of watching after the Dragon we had captured?" '''

"Officer-172. Killed in action as the Dragon escaped, sir." A soldier spoke up. Mercy was silent for a moment... '''"Do we still have the body?" '''Within moments, the officer's body was brought to him.. it seemed as though Mercy interrupted his funeral preparations, as he had already been straightened out, and embalmed. Mercy glared at his corpse, and delivered a swift stomp to ribs, soliciting no response.

'''"What a failure.. you had one job, Officer... hum.. finish his funeral arrangements. The moment my men are getting killed by monsters... that's the moment they made it personal." '''

"Wasn't it always personal, sir?"

'''"Not.. exactly. Originally.. it had just been business, and religious mission. But now they're more than just prey. They're enemies." '''