Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20180727165409/@comment-24736819-20181017004835

"Perhaps that was his intention all along.",the frenchman said, raising the barrel towards Cinder, "To allow me to get my revenge, but away from the eyes of your fellow men. To avoid losing morale amongst his forces."

He sighed, "You had a horrendous life, Cinder. Maybe you'll feel better leaving it behind."

"What... what kind of talk is that, Gerry?", a faint, yet steady voice could be heard coming from the bed.

"Buny? Thank the Gods you are well!", Gérard quickly turned around without lowering the gun.

"Well is a bit of a stretch, but I'm alive. Why are you pointing your gun to this woman? Wait, I remember her.", Paul's fainting voice faltered amidst words.

"She's the sole responsible for our current predicament, mon ami. I failed my promise to you because of her.", the arms dealer replied.

"I'm sure she didn't mean for that to happen... Did you?", the injured man turned his gaze towards Cinder.