Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5290299-20140120213039/@comment-5290299-20140217000024

"UH...Black...." Zaffre narrowed her eyes. "I am a good 500 km from my shop. Where al lthe supplies necessary to modify a weapon can be found. And somehow you want me, to modify your weapon, into a shot gun, in a bar, where NONE of my tools are located." Her gaze said it all, he was being stupid at the moment.

Liadan was in the hallway, ready to come down the stairs when she suddenly had the urge to slam her head into the wall. Did that person REALLY ask for such an impossible task at the moment?