Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-933831-20130731095638/@comment-933831-20130812085226

Barth smirked, seeing at least slight interest on Sorrel's part. The ex-soldier started walking down the street, his blade on his shoulder. "Alright, tag along if you want, just don't knife me in the back with those sharp as fuck guns." He starting going towards the warehouse, looking over his shoulder to see if the guy was following.

"By the way. Bartholomew Varega. Ex-Military, now I'm going to Beacon. How about you?"

(Sorry, the start up for the moderator stuff was kicking my ass for some time >.> )