Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20160501033839/@comment-27743663-20160509144710

"Apologies for that. This should be all business and no small talk," said Nigrum in an earnest voice, though his playful grin belied this.

He turned his head, inspecting the bodies in the back of the truck with his one eye. These people were scum, no doubt, but they were still people in his eyes. An elaborate form of entertainment. Ah well, he reasoned. Things like this happened eveyday, this time he'd just be helping out.

Fun, he thought to himself as he moved over to the passenger seat, raising one brow as he Husk get in the drivers side.

"No offense, but can you drive properly with that arm? I may like you, but trusting my life in the driving capabilities of someone with one functioning arm seems stupid, even for me."

Granted, this was fairly hypocritical on his end given he only had the one eye to work with. Despite the point being brought up, he stilled hopped into the drivers seat, closing the door shut behind him.

"So, we're heading to a secure location where we can gather information from these men. Either an empty warehouse, because honestly no one uses those and they're practically made for such things, or a safe house of your own design," guessed Nigrum, a bit odd to say instead of asking. He was sure he wouldn't have gotten an answer however.