Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-8182065-20170509041231/@comment-8182065-20171026081502

"Trust me, they've touched quite a handful of strong Grimm," Blaine backed up Vale's statement. "The other lab we raided out here had this massive deathstalker that just went on a wild rampage." he spoke, remembering Amy being chased down by that thing. He had also gotten a good look into some of the files on the specimens MSL had lost control of and escaped into the wilderness.

"Be thankful you haven't encountered any beefed up Lancers. Now, those are especially hard to deal with," Sauphier added in. Once food was mentioned, his stomach started to growl immensely. "Thank you," he spoke again, glad that everyone would keep their promise.

Mason had helped Sauphier up to his feet, and even gave him a set of sweats to wear so he wouldn't offend anyone at the table visually. Though, his presense had ticked off Nickelae, causing him to be on the edge of his seat.

"I just want to put delicious food in my belly. I don't intend on harming any of you," Sauphier defended himself. He had even decided on only grabbing a spoon and a nice helping of Rina's vichyssoise, so he wouldn't get tackled for holding onto a sharp object.

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Amy almost jumped after hearing Shani call out to her. Her mind was wandering around, thinking of the images she witnessed inside the MSL facilities. Victims being starved, forced to endure torture and pain every single day in captivity. She shook her head, pulling herself back into reality and began to think more rationally once again.

"I'm quite sure everything will taste fine. I thought it would be a nice gesture to fetch some water for everyone," she answered, rushing to a nearby cabinet to search for glasses that were still intact.

Rina had came to her aid, even grabbing a few trays to set the glasses on while they brought them out to everyone else. They had exited the kitchen just in time to hear Margrit's speech, on why people make such hard decisions.