Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20151203145629/@comment-25924729-20151229002841

(Vale: Heathen, i am your father!)

(Laura: NnnooooOOOOOoooooo!!!! Wait...what?)

"Sure, no problem!" Laura enthusiastically helped the man to his feet, slinging one arm over her shoulder while he held the cane in his other hand. She patiently waited as he hobbled across the street. "Vale?" she asked.

The assassin only shrugged. WIth no real way to help them out, she resigned herself to following from a distance, stopping only to hiss threateningly at one impatient truck driver who dared honk the slow moving pair.

Eventually, they made it across the street and Laura let go of the man's arm, gently guiding him to a safe spot by the sidewalk. "There you go sir, have a nice day." she greeted, then joined Vale in looking for Nacoma or Hafleikr. Helping an elderly citizen was nice, but tthey still had a job to finish.