Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24147026-20131219180233/@comment-24147026-20131220031213

He decided to listen for a few minutes, hoping to gleam some more info to use against his opponent if needed. Nodding in agreement with what was being said, he too knew the biting frigidness of being ostracized from others; but for his appearance not actions. From what he was hearing from the story, however, there was no reason to compare the two. Dismissing the idea of sympathy from his mind, Jonathan took his cane in his hand, fiddling with the upper part until it came off with a distinct, metallic "Snikt!.

He paused, listening to decide if he had been caught, when nothing came but the same inane talking, he continued preparing. Now holding a rifle and a sheath in both hands, he responded to the story still being told.

"Ah, the same question that holds many in it's grasp. What could have been, I myself have found my thoughts drifting to that."