Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20131024132053/@comment-10380701-20131230011956

"That's fine..." Azalea said as she stood up, using a nearby tree as leverage. "Crap, I don't feel so good. Can you help me get to our tent?" she requested.

"A mercenary's code of honor, I presume." Viper commented. "You either suceed in your duty or never return to your client. I can respect that determination, but that no longer applies to your life in Beacon. Making others worry for you is a sign of recklessness." he paused for a moment before chuckling. "As someone who was reckless in my youth, I can attest to that."