Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20160107051055/@comment-24416658-20160119002756

Nacoma walked up next to Laura, seeing where her eyes went. She couldn't possibly imagine what the other girl was thinking.

"Now don't get so excited," she said, in a more disapproving tone, "Problem with the Guardsmen? They don't do anything besides guard the Fort. And yes, we get Grimm attacks constantly. But if you want to actually feel as if you're making a difference, you'll wait until we get to the section for the Pilgrims. Not the entire group, the subclass, per se." She walked over to the kitchen section, pulling two bottles of water out of the fridge, tossing one to Laura.

"Think carefully."

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The Wall Commander laughed, a deep, booming, hearty one that reverebrated along the walls.

"Trust, me, pal, the uniforms are most certainly not mandatory," he said, "Well, let me rephrase that. You can make it look however you want, as you could likely see others doing, but the basic look must be there, and you must wear it at all formal ceremonies and during patrol. It's mostly for showing off." At Vale's question, however, he became much more serious, bringing the mood of the room down horribly.

"Yes." he grimaced, "We have. There have been times in the past where we have been attacked by non-Grimm forces. Mercenaries, cults, even the White Fang once. However, we don't have any real enemies." He coughed. "Unless we stop the Black Order Battalion." he said under his breath.