Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20180416232749/@comment-3293219-20180423000115

"Raphael?" A Woman's voice asked, getting the Captain to look around as his turning face came into immediate contact with a hand. A loud slap echoed throughout the room as the hit caused him to stagger, now trying to sooth the hand mark on his face as it cooled down.

His assailant was an elderly woman, quite round and short. She had long, dark hair that went down to her mid back and wore a grey cardigan over a beige dress. The cardigan had a few holes in it and a button missing, due to it's age.

"How dare you speak to the Imam that way! You're to find him and apologize at once!"

Raphael wasn't taking much of it in as he continued to rub his face.

"Very well..." He murmured, wincing as the stinging pain shot through his cheeks again.

"However, I can't do that and detain the prisoner at the same time..."

"I'll do that, since she was likely to overpower you anyway." She pointed out, with a roll of her eyes.

"She's a frail, chem addict, from the looks of her!"

"Exactly!" The Woman scoffed, looking to Harriot.

"Will you come with me, please? I'd like you with me, for when I visit your... Commrade."