Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190417003707/@comment-5583506-20190426174129

Evangeline wasn't entirely sure what to answer. She didn't know any names of interest in the San Francisco area, and chances were that they all had a tie-in to Shrike somehow. But she knew of the Shi, some sort of reclusive research organ, and so decided to place her bets on that horse.

"Mister Qin", she said.

Shanks couldn't help but give off strange guttural noises as soon as his nose caught the scent of the food from the vendor stall. His animalistic instincts were stronger when it came to the topic of food: making him rather spontaneous and unpredictable in his behavior. He barely noticed his own tongue hanging halfway out of his gob at the mere sight of the dumplings.