Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20160817222408/@comment-25363089-20161121001703

"Bro one word claws.". Nickelae said to flint tapping his claws on Flint's table as Margrit placed her hand on her son's hands. "Enough Nickelae. Flint have a seat would you kindly and shut the door.". Margrit told both boys as she closed the blinds to the trailer. "Flint. Nickelae. There is something i been wanting to tell you both for a very long time now. Your both are 17 pratically adults by now. So I won't be treating you like kids around this matter. So with that said what i am about to tell you never leaves your lips once you exit this trailer. Understand?". She asked the two boys eying them both with eyes only a huntress could give them one that said. ''I'll make sure you never speak again. ''She took in a deep breath and sighed. "Alright where to begin. An please do ask questions if you don't understand something. Okay with that said. Nickelae,Flint; I am a Assassin.". She told them plainly and matter of factory.

Nickelae looked at his mother blankly then smiled and laughed. "Your joking right? Come on! You mom? A assassin?". Nickelae said trying to keep his laughter down.