Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20170420000238/@comment-31749612-20170420030556

Whiskey: "So you're the Theif, Eh?"

Whiskey would glare at him, with souless eyes.

Theif: "What's it to you?"

The Theif would stand up and grab his knife, and looks at Whiskey's glare.

Whiskey: "Please just give up... All I want is some clothes."

Theif: "Some clo- What?"

The Theif would then change from angry to confused.

Whiskey: "Just make this easy for yourself and let me turn you in..."

Theif: "No way! You must take me for a fool!"

Whiskey: "Well, you look like one..." He snickered.

Theif: "Your death will be slow..."

Whiskey: "Whatever floats your boat I suppose..."