Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28840227-20161115214618/@comment-26517142-20170602091951

Martha looked at Jake with shock. "Y-You will?" She dropped her head, blushing. "A-Alright then."

She quietly led him to the infirmary area. The door creaked open as they went inside and Martha handed him an empty seat. "D- Do you want some tea? Or coffee?"

Jake could feel her anxiety wafting in the room.



The stalker checked the documents entrusted to her by the slender-handed individual. At the same time...someone had spotted her location on a digital map.

"Another one?" Molly the Amazoness sputtered. "Roger-kun...what is bringing you to attract these women?"



"Well, don't be." Billy the Beelzebub insisted. She tugged at his sleeves, inciting him to follow after her. "After Akio's done with you, you'll start to fit in fine. But firstly....what skills can you contribute to ArmsLane? It'll help a lot more if we knew what you do best."



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"Ah. Finally."

As Joe roused himself awake, a figure knelt beside him and handed him a cup of bitter medicine. Drinking it gave a bad taste to his mouth. Still... It eased his fatigue and the pain of his wounds. There was a giggle.

A familiar one.

"You were knocked out for quite a long time. Your wife must be worried." Said a bitchy voice. Looking towards the source.. Joe realized who it was. It was Mary, the Kikimora. "You okay now? Here's your phone."