Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-4995321-20160819224411/@comment-4059927-20160824004802

Michael just chuckled. "Pussies." He chittered, staring intently at the clique members.

Christian led Jade over to the table which offered food. He offered her some food, and a drink. He then glares over at the Militia.

"Those paupers keep looking at us." Tad comments, worriedly. Malcolm just shrugs. "Let them, they won't think to mess with us.