Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160820182648/@comment-25808351-20160825022724

I stop. I look at Dee for a few seconds before my eyes shift to Armata. He stands behind Dee, that smug grin of his still stuck to his face. The wind begins to pick up and dead leafs start to rustle around. I say nothing to Dee, instead I focus only on Armata.

"So, I see your up to your old schemes." A stern, unamused expression on my face.