Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-27603392-20131202000648/@comment-11588669-20131203025649

They were on the road into Vale, the armored merc leading the way. He was visibly pissed off, and shouldered past people on his way to his destination.

"We're heading to a bar. Friend owns the place, and he has some good intel. And Idina? Stay away from the bouncers. If you put one out of commission, they all go after you." There was a faint trace of amusement, but not enough to say he wasn't angry.

One person didn't move out of the way fast enough. A jab to the stomach, and a shove later, and he was no longer an obstical. He was  really agitated, as normally he'd move his way through a crowd without harming anyone. But, then again, they'd fucked with his loved ones. His pack. There was a small part of him, animalistic, from his faunus half.

They reached the bar, too slowly for his tastes, and he nodded to the doorman. He opened the establishment entrance, and shouted out to the barkeep.

"Cobalt! I need information, now!"

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He had walked into her room, and was sitting in front of her. Shadows were displayed across his face, and there were six guards in the room.

"My, my." His voice was jovial, but had a sickening undertone. "What a pretty one you are. I may have some fun at a later date..." He chuckled, a disturbing, wheezing sound.

"Now...we wait for the prey..."