Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-16171938-20140218013938/@comment-24296957-20140324212843

"Yeah, some food doesn't sound half bad right now." Amet said as they walked into the restaurant. He bowed slightly to the hostess, found their table, and began to ponder the night ahead. Amet worried about Regda - would Regda be able to hold his own? Would HE be able to hold his own? He hoped so. Amet had fought hordes of Grimm before, but none this agile. Then again, why would it be any different?

After ordering, Amet took a sip of his coffee, and spoke to Regda. "So....Regda.  These screams the Grimm emit.  I think they use them both.  But if this is an undiscovered species of Grimm, what do you want to name them?"