Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20170312033542/@comment-26104528-20170415185312

"Why do you put so little value on yourself?" Humita asked as she heard Osiris's words. Realizing she probably misspoke, she cleared her throat.

"Usorobai's other tenant is to be a good craftsman. An like any good craftsman, Flagg takes pride in thier work..." she paused to make sure she was making good eye contact with Osiris. "...and takes care of thier tools and apprentices. Something that it sounds like Master did not do very well..."

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"Ah, Responsbility...pain in the brain, isn't it?" Fritz replied, stretching and leaning back while his mother sighed and looked disapprovingly at him. "But yeah, you and me both. First year at Flagg, I barely cared: if it meant skipping one of Bolton's midterms, I'd happily torch a smuggler's warehouse or steal some paydata. Same when I met Stella; cute girl who could handle herself and was obssesed with me, please and thank you!"

"But then she started taking us more seriously, Fall of Beacon did some wacky stuff with the market in Vale, then this Master's Realm business...who has time to goof around these days?"

The Banshee and Phantom both saw where Gretel was coming from, mainly because it wasn't too far off from where they came from. Lucina worked for the military and stayed a Huntress only because she heard the stories from her mother and wanted to be just like that someday. Fritz, much of the same. Everyone on that bench was motivated by personal gain in some form.

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Beverly nodded as the Kuraidroid spoke. ''So he's already good to go out of the box. Less work for our engies then.''

After checking the contract for the third time, Hargreave finally scrawled "B. Hargreave" at the bottom of the packet and handed it back to Ginger.

"A pleasure doing business with you, Mr. S." the Raccoon gave Wolfe a firm, assuring handshake to seal the deal. "Now as a token of my goodwill, I have one more thing I'd like to show you. It's over in our van."