Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20160327210255/@comment-13488655-20160613065541

" Grease? This is Gunsmoke. This ain't your route. The hell are you doing out here bud?" The damaged intercome called out to Rainer. The large dot on the radar was starting to come closer, apparently due to the Kraken they highjacked being in the wrong patrol route.

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"... Hold on sunshine. What have we here?" Arthur pondered as he saw one of the wall pannels next to a body he gunned down earlier, it had a bullet hol on it, but what interested him more was the smell coming from it, using his hand to rip off the panel, revealing a small secret stash of alcoholic drincks. Wines, beers, lagers, bitters, even had a small bowl of lemons for the bitters.

"Ha! Very generous boys! You prepared all of this for your ships new owners? You're too kind." The man chuckled as he talked to the dead bodies next to hims, smiling before taking a can of beer and drinking it down in one gulp.

"Aaaah. Not bad. Think the Mistral army would mind us keeping this stash?"

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".... Orders?" Osiris asked Loretta as she watched the coyote faunus cry in pain, staring coldly at him as she kept her blades trained on him, not moving fromher position by a single centermeter. Then the thought came to her.

"How about making him become a mole?"