Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160714040922/@comment-25808351-20160720043003

(Holy fucka-doo! That was beautiful!)

"Yea, the girl is fine." I don't say anything else. Instead, I walk to the end of the hall and down the stairs, the sound of my boots against the hard wood floor fill the hallway. Down the stairs and out the door, it's time for a smoke. Quietly, lost in thought, I stand on the stone stoop of the clinic, watching the people go back and forth. The steady stream of smoke rising from my cigar, my arms folded, I let out a sigh of relief on Aegis's behalf, but now I must focus on other matters.... {Wulf, why is he doing this? It's strange that he's using undead, he hates monsters in any form. Why?} I think to myself.