Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20171024033731/@comment-25808351-20171030153313

(S9/Sun-Mi) "Hallucinagins?" He pauses to think. "Well it depends how strong it is, but if I know I'm being drugged then I can better resist the effects. Generally I'm pretty good." Marcus then turns around slightly and reaches down and past Sun-Mi's leg on the right side. His hand brushes her thigh for a moment as he reaches into a pouch of Mitternact's saddle. Rummaging around the pouch for a moment, he retracts his hand, a cigar and a book of matches in his grasp.

He then places the cigar in his lips and looks over his shoulder to Sun-Mi. "You mind if I smoke, Sun?" Though he looks at her, Sun-Mi can tell Marcus also observing the area behind them, seeing if he notices anyone or anything.