Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190326124223/@comment-5583506-20190326224332

Shanks started to rise up from the sofa. "Sure, meat. I am ..." He made a stop and grimaced as he held back a vomit. "Just a sec .... ready", he wheezed, steading himself as he strode past the suited man on his fuzzy hind legs. "Let's go", he said and signalled for Miller to follow as if he knew exactly where to go.

To spare the people around him the hideous sight, he pulled up his scarf to cover his muzzle.