Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190522130722/@comment-27950421-20190616221329

"Now now, miss, who said I was runnin?" says Ashton as he pulls out another rope, "I just can't do my job if I'm pinned down and being raped out of my gourd, now can I?"

He quickly moves through the bush, one of the Crocotta soon sense his presence behind her, "G'day."

Before she can react she's lassoed and pulled into brush, by the time the others dive in after them, the Crocotta is hog tied and helpess and Ashton is nowhere to be seen.

They hear his voice drifting through the trees, "Now Miss Serathes, I suggest you call off your pack. I'm out here looking for Kuvelos not you sheila's. I can come back and do a segment on you lot after I've done my research."