Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-4059927-20160914130216/@comment-4059927-20161124005057

Tad, Justin, and Bryce came into the room. "Wait, you're letting them go?" Tad's voice sounded defeated.

"We should kick their pauper asses." Justin proclaimed, his eyes like daggers.

"Enough." Malcolm silenced them. "The last thing Derby wants is for us to fight within Harrington House."

Gregory was well aware that this was their chance to get away, and quickly before they changed their minds. He nudged Jason. "C'mon, man. There'll be time for this later." He knew that this wasn't the location to sanction a quarrel with the Preps. They were on their turf, seemingly outnumbered, and outmanuvered. He just hoped that Jason saw it his way.

On the otherhand Erick was prepared for a fight, his eyes were droned in on the Preps, he could be moments from lunging at them. His face was contorted in anger, brimming for the conflict.