Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190402224637/@comment-5583506-20190406215159

Shanks had pulled up his scarf by the time the Yakuza gang approached to cover up as much of his animal-like exterior as possible, since people couldn't stop staring. He flinched when he saw the crew pass by him. This was certainly going to mean trouble.

"Fuck fuckety fuck-fuck", he cursed in a whisper, creeping after the gang and observed as they gained entrance from a distance. He knew what the plan was, but chances were that both Tanner and the raven-haired piece of meat could get themselves taken hostage or get killed before the rest of them even had a chance to react. And then they would be down by two.

He glanced over at Tyrus. "So... what do we do, meat? We enter now? Or lay back a while further and observe?"

Evangeline grimaced at the taste of the mojito. She exhaled. Her throat was on fire and she felt it as if the drink would hit her right in the head. She was glad that she had gotten herself a filling meal before leaving, otherwise she would be on the floor by now.

"That's strong", she wheezed to Tanner.