Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190722215436/@comment-5543592-20190805191216

"Excellent.  Let's begin." Mister Fingers said, dragging his sharp fingers over his chin.

He was silent a moment, before saying,   "Your friends, Shanks Wain and Kayleigh Carruthers, are coming to rescue you, it may please you to know."

"If I tell my boss that he's going to laugh at me.  What color is his hair and does he look like me?" The Van Graff, like most of his comrades, was black.

Inside there was a watch, a spare change of clothes, and a pack of cigarettes.