Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25119920-20150713200153/@comment-25119920-20150829153215

(Just around. By the time we first started working on the thread, I was in Canada and using a tablet. Basic jist: I was busy. Sorry for not contacting.)

Corvus looked at Remington and heavily sighed. It wasn't his problem, he just wanted to go home, but his inner nice person was telling him to help. Despite him not liking her, she was a person, who hopefully had someone who did like and tolerate her.

"Fine," he walked over to her. "I'll assist you with killing the scumbag."