Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170331011949/@comment-5583506-20170331020101

"I beg your pardon?" Deaphanie said with a mocking tone of shock. "I never took the brave knights of the Brotherhood of Steel to fear the contents of a lady's underwear."

Ward held his revolvers raised as he lumbered out towards the outpost with a grim look to his face.

Pestin tapped Famian on the shoulder. "Uhm... he is actually going for it. Shouldn't we stop him?"

"Nah. Let him have his fun. Besides, he said that he wouldn't kill anyone unless he felt that they posed a threat."

"So no casualties whatsoever then?" shrugged Pestin, lighting a new cigarette. "We'll just see how it goes. I guess that we would have to interfere if things get messy."