Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28718853-20180307023000/@comment-31049256-20180331070611

Reby grips her gun tighter, gently lifting it a hair out of it's holster, but not enough for Mikayla to notice. At the same time she readies her opposite paw on her other DRS hand cannon...but she resists the urge to draw outright.

The odd rock could be simply that. As a Band member, she's seen plenty of odd careers pursued by even odder folk.

However, old habits die hard, and she didn't trust that they weren't about to be ambushed, or that the "rock" was just a rock. As such, she was ready to gun down Mikayla, even at risk to her own health. If she kept the woman from escaping then the others could capture her and they could save Forjod, and that was all that mattered to her.

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Arianna pats the sheep in a friendly way, offering her to still follow them, [I don't need to eat like you organics, but I can give you my plate. You must be starving after all you've been through, and paying for a room can wait.]

She then looks back to Dravela, [I'm also quite aware it's going to be quite  the workload, but I won't have anything else to do short of wonder around town while you all sleep.]