Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25151516-20131102191203/@comment-17970636-20131109040932

Julian looked up and his eyes were menacing.

"Well then... No matter where I go there's gonna be people after me eh? Half a fucking billion... Fan fucking tastic. Let's go host a party and get drunk now Holmes. My 8 years of terrorism has put me up to where I wanted to be ever since Robson. Hurrah!"

Julian was raving, but he felt dread inside.

''It's always going to follow me. No matter where I go. There's nothing I can do...''

Julian threw the coat off.

"I'm sorry Holmes, but I'm not taking you down with me. I don't want more people dead because of me in the past." Julian quickly lit a few sticks and dropped them on the ground between himself and the detective.

"Goodbye, and if it's any consolation to you, I'll turn myself in, say that Revan caught me so he can get the money."

Julian ran as the explosions started.