Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170203013433/@comment-31176275-20170208000839

Jimmy had never seen a unicorn he hadn't hallucinated before and he kind of got the impression he could've lived a much better life without having seen this particular one. It looked pretty unfriendly, which was a nicer way of saying it was kinda fucking horrifying. Part of him had to wonder if that horn was actually usable as a weapon, since it appeared to be fused into the bone itself. He supposed it might be just as painful for the horse, if he could call it that, as it would be for him.

As they were led along, Jimmy made it a point to snuff out his cigarette, not wanting to risk offending the frumentarii.