Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26130256-20150806184438/@comment-26130256-20150912062944

Uriel didn't respond with words, rather lashing out at the robin Faunus with a backhanded slap. He had judged the distance perfectly, and his thorns gave her what amounted to a paper cut on the face.

"You're clearly new to this whole 'hostage' deal, so I'll remind you of the first rule of the game:  Don't piss off the man who's still deciding whether to kill you or not.  I need you alive for when that bastard gets here, but not necessarily unharmed.  In fact, a little blood might prove I'm serious." He leaned back in the chair and stuck his hands behind his head.

''But, why am I explaining this to you? I just accidentally-on-purpose dropped a bombshell about your friend, and you didn't notice at all. Or maybe you just don't realize what his real last name means."