Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31595069-20170619234521/@comment-31749612-20170620022822

Whiskey looked over his shoulder, glaring at Curt.

''That was it... That was the porblem. Right there, on Whiskey's face.''

''His eyes, they were the colour of fire itself, and there was some sort of symbol of fire around both his eyes. ''

''There were small lines that branched out from the symbols around his eyes, and they were ever slowly getting longer. ''

''One of his eyes continued to twitch as he just glared at Curt for a moment, soon looking forward again. ''"I already told you my problem!" He answered angrily, keeping his hands clenched into fists.

''Another thing to note, is that his eyes seemed to be slightly glowing. As if very small flashlights were in his eyes, granted the light wasn't very strong...''

He just once again reverted to silence, feeling sick.