Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-933831-20130731095638/@comment-10298385-20130802112522

It wasn't like he cared about the goon's feelings or physical state or whatever but..

.. Hadn't the man just promised not to hurt him?

More than a little disgusted, Sorrel sneered, whatever small impression the one-armed man had made on him long gone. He knew he'd never promised, but he'd bargained with the idea and he'd failed to pull through. And then offering 'longhair' a go at him?

''Trash. Don't make me laugh.''

"Don't group me in with you." He snipped, ignoring the groaning man at his feet in favor of seeking out the bartender with his eyes. It looked like he wasn't there anymore- or had at least ducked back into the storage room. He sighed, tucking Hellelade back into it's holster and turning back towards the door. "What a waste of time..."