Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-27743663-20161125025753/@comment-4774221-20170221043615

Lily recieved the glass, and poured milk into it, before she allowed her gaze to wander around the residence, taking note of the place, and the people in it. She couldn't help but to ponder, if everyone had satisfied the client's requirements. It sounded much like each of them had some sort of specialty that was required out of them. Almost like a tool to be used and discard, huh?

Mentally tossing over her opinions, she downeed her glass, before refilling with more milk. Despite appearances, the drink was one of her favourites, healthy, and a rare treat for those who make a living with mercenaric work. However, her attention was perked, as she heard that one of the members here, Cerise, has prepared a lunch. Glancing at the food prepared, Lily smiled, being reminded of her younger siblings.

Taking sips from her drink once more, her gaze shifted towards the new weapon that her client had handed to one of the members. She couldn't help but to be curious about that weapon, while also wondering what the little mascot weaponsmith would say about it.