Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-4681758-20140219044430/@comment-4681758-20140302005621

As Ciarán stepped away from the airship, he removed the large black fedora he was wearing as he saw his teammate come into view. He approached him, and with a glazed look in his eye, he said to him: "You had better be up front with me on this Silver.  I'm already going to be in enough in trouble as it is for taking off from Vale like that."

"Hey, give me SOME credit, Broody.  Despite our differences, I have nothing but respect for you.  Even if making fun of you is probably the 3rd greatest thing in the world.  Right behind sailing and drinking."

"Yet despite these words of wisdom, the does not in fact, alleviate my concerns."

"Ciarán, mate.  Have I EVER given you reason not to trust me?"

"Should I answer chronologically, or alphabetically?"

"...Fair point."

"Come on let's get going.  Where are spending the night?"

"My uncle's mansion.  It's on the edge of the jungle."

And I already regret this.