Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-27743663-20161228221619/@comment-24080120-20170109222252

Blood stood by and observed the people he's gonna be with as they go inside the house. As usual, he saw that they were all unique in their own ways, but it was obvious to him which person was skilled in which field. However, one thing bothered him the most. Something that kept him in silence as he walked up the stairs. He was pondering, sweating, frowning.

Arriving at the door, he gripped the knob and turned it with a pinch of loathing in his face. As he stepped foot inside the house, he saw that it was filled with dusts on the floor and cobwebs on the corners of the ceiling. He didn't bother saying something about it or even thinking about it, since it was a remote place to discuss a mission with a bunch of hired strangers, of course it wouldn't be welcoming. He leaned near the cupboards inside the kitchen; His mind still occupied by the thought that went inside his head since this thing began.

''Why the fuck are there only old chicks here?! I might've took the wrong ding-dang job! Should've called this job Gorudo Gillian's Great Golden Cockblock Gallivant!''

He kept pouting to himself, as he crossed his arms and tapped on his elbow and continuously tap his right foot on the floor. But then, he turned to his pouting face to his side and saw the blue-haired dude across the kitchen. He stared at him, and at some point their eyes met, and when they did, he gave him a little wink and gave him a big smile, as he stared through his clothes, stripping him of everything in his mind, right through the bones.