Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31401828-20170430110442/@comment-31595069-20170517190718

Jake gulped at he looked at the Lilim. "Listen my bro, I got the items you need but... thats a Lilim. She gets wind and both our asses are grass. I mean hell...I think I rather take my chances with the warden than a damn Lilim...But...yeah...I got your items...Just uh...If whatever you plan fails make sure you write. "Died helping a bro" on my tombstone..." He looked around, at the gaurds and at the cameras and the nano-second they were not tooking. The gangster would feel something in his pocket.

"Good luck bro..." Jake nodded as he walked the line as if nothing happened.