Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25363089-20170729033202/@comment-30379057-20171013050825

The man in the trench coat smiled. "Real interesting. Do take care of them." The other man nodded and left the room. The boss glanced at the elite. "By the way... just a question. Is a brown-haired male with glasses one of our attackers?"

Darian felt a slight shiver run down his spine. Maybe it's just a coincidence, he thought.

"Um, I'm not sure, sir." The elite replied. "Are you talking about the Ripper?"

Darian's usual tanned skin went pale.

The boss smiled wryly. "Well, who else would I be talking about?" he raised a hand, adjusting his circular-lensed sunglasses. But, unlike the other hand, this one was mechanical.