Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20170112225309/@comment-25808351-20170113164009

(Shut up Scorn.)

Marcus looks at Imperia with a dumbfounded expression, he pulls his glass away from his lips and sets it on the table that divides him and Imperia. "Wait, Armata holds ME in high regards? Why? I fuckin damn near killed the bastard! A-and my friend, Ibrahim, tried to eat him with the reanimated corpse of a titan! Then there's Praetor who took every opportunity to insult his masculinity."

"Why would he feel respect for me, I helped destroy his home, his world? It makes no sense." He folds his arms.