Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20171111145041/@comment-25808351-20171114135102

(S9) Marcus remains silent as the announcement is made for the red team, though his eyes never leave Brad as he keeps him pinned against the carriage. Once the announcement is over, his grip on Brad tightens. "Listen up you little shit. Here's some friendly advice, stay the hell away from my niece, all of them. If I ever hear that you pull anymore shit, I'll rip you dick off and stuff it down your throat. That is if Tirush doesn't do it first."

Marcus then lets go of Brad and marches back to the stable area. "Lets go, Sun-Mi." Kurga stands quietly, watching with a smirk as Marcus returns from his little spat.

"Damn Marco, I thought you were going to stove that kid's head in." She chuckles.

"I wanted to, but if Tirush didn't do it than I won't. Besides, last thing I need to do is rip some guy's head off in front of Sun-Mi." Marcus says all this as he grabs a few choice items from a saddle pouch and stuffs them into his coat pockets. "Ok, who's doing what? Mi, Kurga, you both going your own ways or are you sticking with me?"

"I'm going wherever Sunny is goin!" Kurga says in suggestive tone.