Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20170207160118/@comment-13488655-20170427170312

Petal nodded and quickly rushed towards the entrance of the house, meeting the large scared man that stood with well decorated white clothing, medals on his chest from those who fell to him, a warning for others in the future. He was a cat faunus with brown hair, retractable claws, shoulders as wide as a boulder, just a few inches shorter than Mask's height. His hair was wild but groomed back, mustash neatly trimmed with a scar over his nose. All around him was some form of weapon. Knives, cutlasses, dust grenades, shurikens, guns. The man was a walking armoury.

Petal explained to the man that he should come with her to Wolfe's meeting room and avoid any funny business, ignoring his chuckle as she lead him inside, noting mentally that he was descreetly looking at all of the staff members, almost like he was memorising their positions.

"... Will this take long? I have business to take care of." He spoke quietly, his voice sounding somewhat damaged but still commanding authority in a gentlmanly manner.

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"Mango juice, pasta salad and some honey roasted nuts... And maybe just a few kettlecorns." Ranna replied cheerfully, happy that the seemed to be getting some very good service here. She couldn't wait to tell her mom about this. But for now, this was just her and Eli. She knew already that the night was going to be a great one.