Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20170611013142/@comment-31749612-20170618062836

''Whiskey stood quiet for a moment. "......." He quickly joined Vil in charging forward. His grip on his sword was tight, and he felt sick. Never the less, he continued forward.''

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''His expression melted into a pleasure filled one as he relaxed and laid back again. ''"So... Good..." He managed to say.