Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27950421-20160915154555/@comment-28358106-20160921013452

"Oh, for the love of..."

I walk over and heal Jeiel, a bright glow issuing from my hands. "No broken bones, just a damaged sense of self-preservation."

I turn to Jorge. "Listen, old boy, as much as I'd like to stand here and listen to you haggle semantics with Rep, the longer you do, the less beach we get. He won't take no for an answer, so you might as well.  I'll meet you at the bar later, though."