Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26084195-20170515063914/@comment-26065062-20170517162858

Ciaradh, who has been leaning against a wall, arms crossed, and disturbing everyone with his mechanical eye, says this in a voice hoarse from weeks of disuse: "You know, I don't get why you bring him here just to kill him. You could have just brought a gun to his head and done it a long time ago. No wonder he got past you. And I don't that that's a good omen."