Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150531022109/@comment-26104528-20150727052834

(Took a little while, but I got it. Nice.)

"We're not going Patch ?" Now Fritz just felt odd. Even when he and Stella would go on some sort of outing, they'd split the bill except on special occasions like the others birthday or so. "At the very least, the drinks are on me for well, you know." Fritz glanced back at his scroll to check his secure account and the seven grand he landed the day before for taking this entire nonsense. As much as he liked cash, this particular haul he wasn't fond of just because of the awkward memories associated with it.

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"Thankfully, Bolton himself isn't here to argue. Oh, Trigo, if you ever run into him, don't start talking tactics with him; he'll never leave you alone and unless you can come up with a replacement, hand-to-hand instructors of his skill are hard to find." Zephrion partially shouted over the noise that eventually faded away the moment Fritz flanked around to put stun rounds into Azzie's side. "It's a shame Isarno couldn't make it. Said it was his 25th anniversary. Isarno Bailey; former army commando and in charge of the arenas. He's known for running confidence drills with the students. A lot of people think he's completely insane, but what you see there is the result." Zephrion notioned to how unfazed Fritz was despite all the cacophany around him.