Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20190901063142/@comment-25808351-20191013165504

“Ok.” Marcus picks Jorge up by the collar of his shirt and punches him, not hard enough to loosen teeth but enough to leave a mark. Marcus then sets Jorge down and steadies him. “There, that should get your wits back. If you wanna settle the score later, I’m fine with that.”

“Look big guy, you’re being dramatic. I mean, you’re afraid of Imperia? She wouldn’t hurt a fly. You know what your problem is Jorge, you’re afraid she’s going to make you happy. You’ve always served someone who used you for their own ends, what if you served someone who loved you as much as you loved them? You’re not Imperia’s ‘bitch’, Jorge. And the next time you speak so disrespectfully of Imperia, yourself or me, I’ll break your collar bone.”

“Just because you bend your knee to woman, doesn’t mean you’re pathetic. Look at me, I bend over backwards for my wives, and yet here I am. One of the greatest fighters in the world. You need to drop that fucked up ideology, and except a little joy in your life. Now stop your squirming, and sack up. You’re better than this. And you want her so bad, you can taste it. Whenever it is you get your nerve back, go talk to her.” Marcus started walking down the hall, but sniffed the air twice before looking over his shoulder at Jorge.

“Also, if you did have sex, it wasn’t with Cyndwella, me or Imperia. You’d best talk to Aigis as well....”