Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26852465-20160229022316/@comment-26852465-20160316004129

Each of the stalls were empty... Velma trembled behind Armstrong. The rattly groan could be heard again.. but behind them both. Her bones trembled.. she didn't want to be spooked!

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"Uh... I think the armory would be near the front, or in the back.. makes it easier to arm up and deploy, y'know? So.. you wanna check the front, or the back, first?" Abernathy tried to look around, but it was dark as hell, in here... at least it didn't smell like sex.

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The priest's ward was still up. The bolt Click fired stopped its momentum in front of his face, and Egward watched it drop to the floor indifferently. "You're a bloodthirsty one, aren't you?" There was a great deal of sadness in his voice. He began to walk forward.. ignoring what ever it was he had tossed behind him. "If you wish to kill me so badly.. then let us do this outside.. please?" Egward walked past Click. "This is a sacred place.. unfit to be tarnished, stained with blood.."