Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-27603392-20131202000648/@comment-27603392-20131203032609

Crystal reached out and grasped Idina's hand, fingers laced with hers as she gave the purple haired a meaning full look. Rolled her eyes, she pulled the redhead over and wrapped an arm around her neck as they followed the Mercenary to the bar, with Sirce followed them, hood pulled over her head to hide her face.

They were close, and the road to the Upper Class District promised unpleasant memories for both her and the engineer. They were both from that cursed place, their hands were just as stained as any other who ever entered that place.

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"Let me leave!" She demanded, hands curled in a fist as the man took a seat and cut himself a slice of bread and buttered it. The tension seemed to rise as the man finished it and turned his attention to her, and Tianee felt like from his glare alone could crush her.

"Miss Musk, I will assume that you don't know any better when you left your little hometown, but here in the big city, things works a little bit different." Tianee slowly backed away as he got up from his seat and moved toward her, "There is no such thing as 'hardwork', we invest our time, money and people, taking risks and we make profits."

Her back met the cold wall and the girl found herself cornered when he was in front of her, a hand slammed against the cold surface as he toyed with her hair with the other.

"And you, my dear, are my investment, whenever you like it or not."