Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20140401010735/@comment-24487330-20140427174902

Right, drinks. Like Camo was going to agree to joining in on that scene again anytime soon. No way was he planning to risk getting caught up in a bar fight again. If they wanted to go get sloshed and then start a brawl, it'd be on them to deal with it; he himself would be as far away as possible. As for Talen's remark, the archer snarked inwardly, (It took you this long to figure out that just about everything you three do bothers me in one way or another? Congratulations, genius.)

All internal venom aside, he wasn't terribly hurt (aside from his ego), so Camo sheathed his knife and stood up, deciding to stick to the ground this time. He snuck away into some foliage and advanced alongside Tanner and Talen, checking their surroundings every so often just to be sure that nothing was creeping up on them.

((Feel free to hunt some random Grimm at will, but unless anyone objects, I have an idea to introduce a bigger threat later on. It'll give the team a different sort of challenge than just "kill anything that moves".))