Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20140219023248/@comment-11588669-20140220014108

Winter stepped through, noting the reinforced walls and the skittish nature of the bodyguards. One kept a shaky hand near his weapon. Winter snorted derisively. Amatuers. The noise startled one, who brought his weapon up. The mercenary's hand stopped it.

"That, would be a very bad thing to do." He spoke as if conversing with a child. The man scowled. Winter glared cooly back. He didn't like dealing with these people, but one couldn't choose their clients.

They stopped on a door, which opened automatically. That same guard snorted when he didn't immediately go in. He went to shove the Mercenary inside.

"What, you scared of one woma-" His head was gripped alongside his arm, and driven into the wall. He dropped to the floor unconscious. Winter simply stepped inside before his body hit the floor.

"I assume, Madam, that you are Ms. Nevee?"