Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-6975131-20131112040610/@comment-5726563-20131128211437

Looking at Nox, Messer started thinking to himself. Pulling on his glove, he read the email. "Sounds pretty good to me. I've heard about them before, so i do know a bit about them." His face clouding over, Messer thought back to home. ''Wasn't so long ago that i remember hearing my parents whisper about them. Uncle used to tell me about the times when we were a big crime organization, before they pushed us out. Wonder if it's still the same 9? Doesn't matter, it's still Arkos's fault my parents had to leave. So hey, I'll be getting him back at least.''

Clearing up, he looks over at everyone. "Sounds good to me! Anyone got any troubles with going after em?" Reaching over, he grabbed his bowl of chili, downing it fast. Smacking his lips, he looks at the chili. "Hmm, may need a few more peppers." Looking at Nox, he cracked his knuckles. "So, what are we supposed to do in this Fighting Competition? Just gonna beat the crap out of everyone else?"