Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13427943-20140527153710/@comment-24261822-20140617010312

Returning his thoughts and emotions to their regular steely demeanor, Cole rose from the bench, and took a quick lap of the center, and conclueded that the person after him wasn't around, or at the very least, not anymore.

''Meh, prey not even worth chasing. I let trouble come to me.''

Walking out of the mall, Cole made no effort to conceal himself putting on his iron knuckles, and pulled back his leather duster to allow easier access to his whip, as well as to give those who looked at him a warning not to mess with him. Making his way to the town square, Cole crossed his arms, and waited for something to happen.