Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7489529-20140210024449/@comment-24261822-20140315002015

Talen woke up from the rustling of his body, and woke up to Camo holding a knife at Albastru, and it looked like knight Tanner was trying to diffuse the situation.

''I am way too sleep deprived to put up with this right now. I'm ending this, damn the consequences.''

Getting up, he staggered over to Camo and grabbed the knife out of his hand by the blade and threw it, cutting his own hand in the process.

"I thought we had a conversation about playing nice with others. I don't care if you have to punch a wall to get things out of your system, but I will make your life a living hell if you don't get that through your head very soon. Now go pick up your knife."

Talen turned to the other two on the team.

"Albastru, I don't really care right now if you mean well or not. Don't screw with the normal populace like that. And Tanner. . . thanks for trying to control the situation."

Talen flagged a cab, and shoved  what lien he had left in the driver's face. He opened the door and motioned for everyone to get in.

"I think we all need to sleep this little confrontation o-."

Talen didn't finish his sentence, he just walked over to some bushes, and started to vomit the alcohol he had consumed.