Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20161029044540/@comment-26571677-20161030021358

At the back of the group stood a raggedly looking man, leaning on a jet black rifle, hat obscuring all but the scraggly stubble that hid among the mouth of a man smoking a rather large cigar.

With the group currently being silent, his gravelly, somewhat lazy voice rang out from them as he posed a question.

"I'll be that Wisteria is very, very dangerous? She must be, in order to get...that kind of bloody treatment."

Even as he spoke, looking on Wisteria, the man couldn't help but feel a great sense of injustice. He imagined being bound and locked in a tight cage with no connection to the outside, never being able to move, and never being able to see. It wasn't a pretty thought, and he still yet doubted that the girl had done anything serious enough to condone this kind of treatment.

He peered around the group, looking through each member that he'd be working with in scrutiny. So far, he wasn't sure of what kind of mission this would be, clearly a large scale one. If they were willing to hire Memories for it.

''Large scale mercenary, general all purpose jobs. High payment salary. Christ, they're bringing out the bloody works for this, aren't they? Striking white hair. Piercing blue eyes. Her signature weapon...armed to the teeth, as usual. No mistake, definitely Memories.''

He stood up, slouching slightly as he walked towards the man that would be hiring him.

"I'm gonna assume that I'll be the tracker of this....Geist? As a huntsman who's pretty much lived in the wild for these past...six? Years? I think I'd have more experience in that subject than Miss Memories over here? Or perhaps you've already got the Geist's location?"

He took off his hat, finally revealing his facial features, and dusted off his cloak, before plopping it back onto his head, looking up at his employer with the same carefree face.

"Second thing. Salary, how much are we each getting paid here, to capture this little beasty?"