Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20140603014955/@comment-5726563-20140625020650

Messer grimaced a bit at the thought of a bank. "Sorry, I know how to manage money, it's just I had a bad experience with a bank before." Looking at the ground, his features tightened with old anger. His hands clenched, then loosened as he calmed down.

Taking a deep breath, he explained. "I used to save up my money a lot, even had it kept in a bank. My parents helped me set it up at the same bank that they had, and we saved up quite a bit. Then, some of the corrupt cops in the town got angry that my parents wouldn't work for them, and decided to teach them a lesson. Emptied out both our accounts with the help of a friend inside the bank. All the money they'd saved up for years, gone instantly. It was after that they started working side jobs for some shipping business group, so that they could make back what they'd saved. We never put our money into a bank again though."

''Though I really need to get over that by now. It's not the same as it was then. After all, now I'm "respectable".''

Messer's face twisted with disgust at how his situation had changed.

''A little bit of money and a scholarship at Beacon and suddenly I'm not garbage. Doesn't matter that they considered me trash before. Should tell them what I really think about their "respect".''

Smoothing out his face, Messer started smiling again, pushing the anger, frustration, and other dark feelings back into the corner of his mind. "Alright, I can put my money into a bank, but first there are some essentials I need, like clothes, tools, Dust and parts. So, my intrepid city friend, what place would be best for that?"