Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26052600-20160203043235/@comment-25547106-20160302020615

"The stabbing, I can overlook... Ha! Overlook! Eye wound! Haha!" Armstrong states, cracking himself up as he removes the knife, the wound seemingly healing on its own. "But I heard the distinct sound of glass breaking. Which I know came from the shattering of my monocle... It is going to take hours to repair that glass..." he continues, removing the shattered eyepiece and putting it into his belt pouch. "What you have done, madam, is offend an Armstrong. Something you should never do." he states, his eyes showing a chilling rage none of them had yet encountered. "Sir Dread, step aside. This just became personal..."