Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24296957-20140301210623/@comment-24296957-20140703152738

What was seven Grimm, was five. What was five was now one. A thoroughly pissed off Amet simply shot a glance to Aria. As much as he wanted to take it, something told him no. He'd have his time. He'd make sure of it.

"Take it, Aria."