Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5290299-20140120213039/@comment-11644980-20140129011020

Royce glanced around the bar, questioningly. "Hey, don't get me wrong, I appreciate the thought, but..." he walked over to the section of the actual bar that the second bomb had blown to pieces. "I mean just look at this!" He walked straight through a gap where only solis hardwood had been but a half-hour earlier. "We're gonna need some serious dough to make up for it." He glanced back over towards Umbert and Urdin as he spoke. "Don't suppose either of you won any tourneys recently?"

The bull faunus shook his head "You'd know if I had." He ponted a thumb at a section of the bar that had a slight sports theme to the decor, where a modest trophey-case sat in a corner. Thankfully the case had been shatter-proofed to protect the gold-colored-but-not-actually-gold medals and trophies and such from any idiot's attempt at a theft.