Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20191020115318/@comment-27550231-20191030220556

(Hound)

Jorge looked up and away from Imperia, the scent of alcohol still on his breath and clothes. "I am not purposely avoiding you. I simply wish to put as much distance between myself and that group of... individuals who seem too eager to tear into each other."

Jorge turned to face Imperia but never met her gaze either by purpose or choice but it was all the same. "As to why I was in the armory I simply came to look over the armor Armata made for me, that was when HE arrived. But all of that is irrelevant now that those two are trying to fight Cerberus..."

As the two talked Aigis kept a watchful eye on them ensuring that her master's thoughts would not be snared by the temptress.