Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26157988-20150306045943/@comment-26157988-20150306054703

Basil bursts through the double doors of the staff lounge. The room has a few couches, a table and some chairs. The walls are lined with steel lockers with the names of staff workers. A man and a woman in blue vests playing cards at the table nearly jump as Basil barges his way into the room.

“Woah, hey!” the man says, picking up cards blown onto the floor. “What’s the rush, kid? What’s going?”

“We got unwelcome guests in the house tonight,” Basil replies. “Drifters. 10 of ‘em. We gotta get them out of here before they start causin’ trouble.”

Basil opens his locker close to the door, sifting through tokens of nostalgia and pieces of clothing. He removes Glass Mikado and a dozen small tubes of Fire and Impact dust. He forcefully slams the locker door and begins to load a tube of Fire and a tube of Impact into his gun.

“Hey, Verde,” he calls to the man at the table. “Do you have a spare crate or box I can borrow? I need to hide Mikado behind the bar and I don’t wanna cause any more of a hubbub.”

“Uh, yeah,” Verde replies, “I think we have a few crates of drinks in the kitchen.”

“Great. Thanks.” Basil pushes the two doors open and swiftly makes his way to the kitchen.

''I should probably grab a few more vials of dust, just in case. ''