Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20131029012632/@comment-27603392-20131114135802

"Oi asshole, don't you die on me." Said in an annoying tone, Idina let go of both her and Tristan when the mercenary seemed to stumble on his own feet. Tianee turned to the Heir, raising an eyebrow.

"False or lack of information, what did my teammate mean by that ?" Her voice was soft, but stern enough. Sighed, Tristan leaned against the nearby wall.

"To be honest, I don't know either. Some jerks has been spreading rumors that my family didn't pay the workers working in the Dust mine, and there has been several attacks like these afterward." Crossing his arms in front of his chest, he huffed. Some assholes just can't keep their mouths to themselves.

Giving him a slow nod, she followed the heir back inside the ship...