Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-37629772-20190728101720/@comment-38232361-20191113093552

(Work was fine, though Kitty, Wolf and Rep are fighting on Kik like a bunch of children. Scratch that, I have five younger siblings and I can trust them not to burn the house down for a minimum of eight hours. These fuckers on the other hand, I leave them alone for five minuites and they're at each other's throats over literally the dumbest, most insignificant, most inconsequential, most asinine things possible! And they are all older than me! Yet I'M the only one acting like an adult!)

Kreed sighs in defeat, "Fine, but I don't think you're going to be as hard to spot now. In case you didn't hear the human news, you're a wanted man, even more so ever since that incident with the Holstaur!"

MEANWHILE

"She's been crying her eyes out in the bathroom ever since she saw you at the train station and what you said, you junkyard jerk-off!" A rather bold human intern sternly told him, folding her arms and pushing her glasses up.

Tom was busy worrying himself to death and trying to keep Kaari from passing out. He reached into his pocket and unscrewed the top of a plasitc tube filled with a suspiciously lewd, viscous, milky-white fluid before holding it under her nose in an attempt to wake her up.

"And if I remember correctly..." the intern continued to scold the cyber-man with no fear for her own safety, stepping closer and jabbing a finger at his chestplate, "You are not scheduled to be here until the live debate tomorrow you inbred, rust snorting bucket of bolts Gōngjī xīpán! So you are currently tresspassing on private property you walking pile of chrome-covered-"

Her beratement continued to go on for some time, the tiny Asian college student becoming more angry and more terrifying as she continued to chew Sergent Rogers and his subordinates out untill two more interns struggled to hold her back before she grew physically violent instead of being just plain hurtful. So much so, that the things being said to him could not be shown on public television in ANY country, even if half of it was being said in a language nobody watching could speak.

MEANWHILE

The other two imps glare at their punk co-worker as his boss metaphorically reams him. The nerd then fumbles for a bit with the tossed tracker device before the female rolls her eyes and grabs it away from him.

"You got it cheif!" the nerd says nervously, earning a muttered "Kissass" from the punk before the trio fly off, arguing with eachother as they follow the demonic device.

Roxy looks down at her plate glumly and continues to eat her meal.