Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20160216181001/@comment-26104528-20160506214242

"Wait, is this the same 'summer job' you wanted a secure room for?" Honara asked and took a look around her. Sure, it was noisy, full of bar talk, and all that jazz, but...

''wait, is that!? Nah, couldn't be...''Her eyes locked in on a biker looking type, but after putting her glasses back on she was pretty sure it was just a generic clubber. No obvious gunblade or logos, but who said Destral always hid in plain sight? She looked up and sure enough, they had to be sitting under a vent. Between the lights of the club and the dark of the vent, it was hard to tell if anyone was inside and even if she did bring one of her swords with, Mr. Laogai would more than likely be very unhappy if she stabbed one of his vents.

Oh...her eyes then fell on another man with a very distinctive set of tattoos. Tattoos that Stahlfritz had warned about. "Thorn tattoos mean Blackbriars and Blackbriars + Cardamoms = firefight waiting to happen..."

And I don't have my swords...

"Azzie, 7 o'clock. Man with tats. Tell me, are those thorns or barbed wire?"