Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20151224155202/@comment-5583506-20151225172536

(Merry Christmas to you all as well. Here it is one day too late though. xD)

Kriegz hummed some unknown tune and leaned back against the giant sphere.

"I never gave you permission to rest", Evangeline pointed out.

The brute just shrugged. "I've had some real thorns up my ass, but you definitely take the fucking cake. I ain't harming nobody, I am just resting. Is a prisoner on fucking death row not allowed to have some comfort before his sentence is carried out?"

Evangelin just shot him a glare of contempt, but didn't say anything or prevented him from doing as he pleased. He was shackled and that was good enough for her to make sure he wouldn't escape or try anything. And besides, his beloved shotgun was in their hands. It seemed to be very important to him.