Thread:SilentRanger/@comment-24664052-20150309070907/@comment-24664052-20150309072702

And for that, I love you.


 * Roleplay start*

''I'm sorry, General Wolfe. You have been diagnosed with the Quarantian Madness. And the darkness impacted in your spirit is so much that at any moment of violence flashing in your eyes, you might go berserk.''

In the central isle of Shinomori Isles, Wolfe leaves the bar in grief upon hearing that the Command deems that he won't be sent to Quarantia anymore.

He fondles his Stechkin APS and his Kukri, all the weapons he had left, just for self-defense, and left those in their respective holsters.

Leaving the bar and finding the Vocaloid performers there not on his taste, Wolfe wanders around the city.