Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-6975131-20130928221634/@comment-6975131-20131005194801

Sid dropped his calm composure, he abandoned all thoughts of patience. He kicked open a rafter, revealing Trapping Violets to the boy. "Listen, kid! I'm trying to help you! I want to see these bastards go down just as much as the next guy! Even if you can beat these people, you will lose too many lives in your unholy attempt to prove your strength! Calm down and let me help you!"

He stepped on another raised rafter, propelling his gun to his arm. "Listen, if you pull that trigger, I will pull this one, and then we're both fucked. I made this gun so speedy bastards like you couldn't dodge." I offered to help you without violence, I offered to give you all the information you wanted, I offered myself as an ally, your source on the inside. And your grand scheme, is to kill this person?" He lowered his gun, he can't kill Nox, especially when he had so much more to live for than him.

"Listen, if it means that much to you, go ahead and shoot me. I've already lost every single person I give a shit about." Sid sat on the roof, cross legged. He brought a ciggarrete to his mouth. He quickly lit it, throwing the match off of the roof. "This was for when I met Tor again, I guess this is good a time as any." He looked the boy in the face, a blank stare. Sid began to cough, he hadn't smoked in years.