Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20160209062713/@comment-26130256-20160627062117

"Running late, I suppose," Ochre mused, spearing a carrot with his fork. "I had a job for him that needed doing earlier today, and it seems the job went a little while longer than anticipated.  Knowing him, somebody probably picked a fight and needed a slice of freshly cooked humility."

"The fact that he's still not back means that whoever it was either a surprisingly good fighter, or they brought forty of their closest friends," Sienna agreed, pouring himself another glass of water.

"So long as he doesn't show up completely covered in blood like he did for dinner that one time," Azzie winked back at Daphne. He appreciated her offer to help, but with Violet's skills and nature, getting his teammate caught in the crossfire was an option he did not relish. "I'm trying to convince my teammate her that my family isn't crazy."

"To be fair," Ochre gave a funny smile, "none of that blood was his." The room stayed silent for a beat before everyone burst out laughing.