Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24260323-20151016153337/@comment-8723280-20151020070833

It was no surprise to find that the Archer was one of the first to arrive at the nightclub, with her energy that seemed boundless, considering her social butterfly attitude.

Of course, it was somewhat a miracle that she arrived on time, but it wasn't the timing of her arrival there that would prove to be a problem later on, but moreso her forgetfulness to inform her team of what she was doing, in her haste, and she would more than likely come back to an angry barage of questions.

Marie noticed the sole guy out of their little group, and thought he seemed vaguely familiar. Familiar in the sense of being able to sense or tell when someone is like yourself, in her case a Hunter in Training. She hummed as she sat, her shoulders swaying to invisible music as her feet tapped against the floor.

The other two were, well... the lady seemed scary and she didn't understand why a kid was here, as much as she liked her. A kid - although she knew better - had no place hunting down a notorious criminal.

"What do you think of this dude, the Crimson Devil? I mean he's pretty scary and stuff if he's like, y'know, attacking all these people but that's why we're here like defending people and stuff, except not from Grimm but like from people, which I guess is like kind of the same thing but y'know?"

A social butterfly cannot help but talk.