Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20171111145041/@comment-25808351-20171112013525

(Red camp) Marcus leans against the fence of the stables, watching Mitternact as she eats hay. He sits there with a cigar in his mouth, thinking about his strategy for the next round. (So now we're the hunted in the next round. That blows, I've never been much for hiding. Then again it might now be about hiding so much as it is surviving.)

His thoughts are disrupted as a booming voice calls out. "OI, MARKO!" Kurga marches up behind him and smacks him on the butt. "I see you made it to the next round! How points ya got?"

"Just one." He blows a cloud of smoke.

"Same. So you were teamed up with your niece with the perfect tits? They get in the way at all?"

"Nah, Sun-Mi's a talented fighter. Girl has some serious skill.... and the softest paws I've ever felt." He turns around to face Kurga while still leaning on the fence.