Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5490216-20140918195527/@comment-5490216-20140922101712

"So what has your boss got in store for little old me?" James inquired, regaining his composure.

"Ask him yourself, Detective," a familiarly sinister and commanding voice sounded.

From the darkness of the room, a man in a very fine suit with white hair came into the light. He did appear pale and skinny.

"It seems your life sentence has been cut short by... I'd say twenty seven years," said Holmes.

"You think I'd last that long in prison? I must say I'm flattered."

"Well prison food, no alcohol or tobacco, that is. Now you have them back, I'd subtract twelve years."

"You are very amusing, Holmes. Let's see if you remain amusing even while under stress."

The sound of chains clinking and a Beowolf's growl echoed through the apparently large room.