Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25151516-20131103145155/@comment-25151516-20131116032825

James caught himself in what he had just done and stopped pacing.

"Now stop that," he said to Kirina with a slightly softer tone. "Really, stop it. Hell me, I'm only good for making people feel bad about themselves with my massive intellect, not use social skills or lack thereof."

He looked at the brilliant, crazy, bloodied, brave, sensitive girl and put his hand on her shoulder. Then slacked his jaw a few times before swallowing his pride and saying: "I'm sorry."

"Release me," Marcone was barely fazed by Revan's approach. "You have no idea of who it is you are threatening."

"Yes I do," was Revan's response. *Tang Tang Tang Tang*. "Yer a lapdog for the bastards who murdered my family."

"Boy, have you any idea of how many lives have been ended and destroyed by the Children of Grimm?"

"Just enough ta set me off fer their heads." *Tang Tang Tang Tang* "I'm doin' them a favor."

Marcone's expression remained the same. "You do realize just how much you are in, don't you? If not with this "vigilante justice", then all of my business associates and their manpower. We will find you."

"Right." *Tang Tang Tang Tang* "Good luck wit' tha'."

MacLeod released Marcone and took off in a sprint to the window. He leaped from the top floor to the roof that Kirina and James were on. Falling only two stories down, Revan performed a recovery roll and ended not far from the Brains, the Bear, and the Ripper.