Board Thread:Role Plays (Adult)/@comment-24684131-20140604084146/@comment-24684131-20140608102347

"Perheps ye can..." One of the men drawled before, in a blur of movement, he had a very - very - large and nasty looking revolver pointed directly in Marrol's face. "We'll be takin' all o' yer money n' crystals now darlin', so do me a favor and get yer hands where I can see 'em, wouldn' want to dirty up yer store now would we."

Slowly, and with hate filled eyes, Marrol slowly raised her hands. Meanwhile, the other man began opening up the glass display cases and stuffing the myriad of different crystals into his backpack, recklessly enough to make Marrol glance at him nervously.

"Oi...Jak..." The gunman said.

"Whit?" The other grunted.

"This one's a looker...aint she?"

"Mhm..."

The gunman gave Marrol a snagtoothed grin before leaning closer to her. "What say we have ourselves a lil' fun, eh missy...?"

Marrol felt a cold fear form in her guts, and began silently praying for Blood to show up sooner rather than later.