Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28718853-20181125222027/@comment-30014014-20181213033350

A bell rings in a symphony of alarms in his head. Perhaps this was nothing more than boiling paranoia from the masked man. Maybe he was hallucinating. But, someone so quick to invite another in the midst of a lock out, among people waiting for an evac. This sounds like the manifestation of the worst scenario possible for Mordekai, only further strengthening his mistrust of many.

He shrugs via his shoulders, remaining passive on his complete distrust of the woman sending the remark "Assuming we even make out..."