Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20150722084207/@comment-5426254-20150730005730

Vert and Kreutznauer were gawking and quietly gossiping about the practicality of their peers' unorthodox choice of attire in the woods, when they decided to head over and talk with the camouflage-clad Oliver Browning.

"Jacobs, I think the time for this celebrity chit-chat has passed. We'll bury the hatchet with everybody else later, and only when mentioned. Remember to tell the bloody truth when asked," whispered Kreutznauer.

"Of course, sir. With explanations and arguments on why we did that. Hopefully they'll mention this at least while we're hiking, for small talk, if we can't dodge it. Let me lead with this guy first."

As they approached him, the duo wore a nice, comfortable smile. Deep down, they were making sure to suppress the fear of getting beat up. They wanted to avoid thinking, "Oh, shit" as much as possible.

As Browning introduced himself, and offered a handshake, Vert decided to return the gesture, along with Kreutznauer, who did the same.

"Vert Jacobs, pleasure to meet you," Vert replied. "And this fella is Mr. Robin Daniels-Kreutznauer."

"Kreutznauer is bloody good enough."

Vert decided to think of a different topic. He had heard a conversation where one of the group members left a complaint about the low number of escorts in their group, seven total, and how it wasn't enough.

"So, Mr. Browning, I heard a complaint that the seven of us aren't enough to cover the news crew. What do you make of this?"

As they continued their conversation, Kreutznauer listened in on the details, and gave himself a long sigh.

''Fucking bean counters. I normally don't mind upper management and their huge salaries, but I hate it when they fuck us in the arse in this life-or-death show. Ah shite, might as well move on. It's too bloody late to request more anyway.''

He looked around. ''This is taking too damn long. When will they start already?''

Fortunately, he didn't have to wait long. The host walked by. She had an announcement.

''Joy. It's about damn time they started.''

Vert also noticed, and decided to cut the conversation short.

"Well, that was a nice one, Mr. Browning. But I'm afraid there's an announcement coming soon. Let's talk about this later."

As Thompson made the introduction, Kreutznauer decided to make a brief interruption. He didn't want to wait for the pleasantries.

"Ma'am, with all due respect, can we get to the bloody point already!?"