Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5290299-20140120213039/@comment-11644980-20140122215139

''Ah. That'll explain the coma then, ''Royce thought to himself as he looked over at Black and Clay. "Oi! You two keep it civil in here, yeah? Don't make me cut you off, I'll do it!" he called out as he started collecting empty glasses from along the bar. It was just business as usual for him.

Umbert- on the other hand- secretly swore at Royce under his breath. Keeping an eye on this grey-and-red guy unnoticed was tough enough without distractions like Zaffre getting in the way, or making his mark jumpy.