Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190421032824/@comment-26517142-20190430041349

Jeiel looks at Egress, her eyebrows furrowed. "Are you serious, Egress? I'm not here to fight. I want clarification! I need you to tell me what you are hiding!"

Just as he says this, a wicked dark blade forms right before Jeiel and positions by his throat. It belonged to a black goo that transformed from Altair, her expression stoic and unmoved. "Please. Your agitation... lower it down."

"Tell that to your boss!" yelled Jeiel.

Egress' : ALTAIR. (Altair backs up, nodding in apology) .... Jeiel Yozama. I know that for the longest time...you have trusted me and my decisions..... can you not trust me once more?

Jeiel was quiet.

"Trust you on what..?"

Egress clears her throat. "Believe me when I say... there is a mole in Quitonne. "