Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25151516-20131103145155/@comment-25151516-20131108020104

Revan pulled his leather jacket on as he went out the door. Down the stairs and out the shop, passing by the old shopkeeper, he opened the passenger seat for Kirina first and tossed his sword into the backseat. Then he vaulted over the hood and git into the driver's seat. He started the car before she got in and situated herself, but waited to let her before he drove off.

James was being escorted by, clearly armed, men to an elevator. There, he was taken to the upstairs penthouse of Boss Marcone. Marcone was sitting in an expensive and comfortable chair next to a large, cube-shaped structure covered by a velvet curtain.

"Mister Holmes," greeted Marcone. "Good of you to join me."

"Thank you for the hospitality Mister Marcone," answered James.

"Get this man a drink."

"No-rum Mojito for me, thank you."

He found himself with a drink after a few moments and swirling it around. "Now let me be straightforward: the Grimm behind that curtain is clearly to be moved somewhere tonight. It tried to kill a few others but fell short. So you had a claw weapon finish the job to look like it did its job." He paused.

"You aren't satisfied with your gift, Mister Marcone, and I think you intend on sending it back."