Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20180613113045/@comment-25828117-20180626214835

Harry noticed the doorknob being budged behind his american would-be assailant.

"Seems like a fellow really needs to take a piss. Don't you want to let him in?" He said whilst nodding at the door.

Lion tamer Cinder was on the job. Though it was good enough to swat the Protectron's roving limbs away, it was a giant hunk of metal that weighed a lot more than she did, there was no pushing it away. And now it had caught her and the others in the corridor of strongboxes and little cobination safes.

"Sure, what is it honey?" The waitress asked as she came over to Gérard wiping her hands off on her little apron. When she saw him standing by the door to the restroom she assumed the blasted door had gotten jammed again.

"Oh, that. You've got to really push it!"