Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20160126170544/@comment-5543592-20160210020823

Tanner glanced up from his alley as Pan stormed by. He paused, watching inquisitively for a few moments, before the Boss passed as well.

"I got the maggots, Collins, you can stop makin' that face."

Tanner reached up to touch his face, not realising that the facial muscles had tightened in disgust. He leapt up and hurried out of the alley.

"What'd you do?" Tanner demanded of the Boss, who didn't give Tanner a solid look.

"I made her upset." The Boss frowned, as if there was something bad about that, but then he reverted to a more neutral expression. "Didn't mean to do that." He shrugged, then clapped Tanner on the back with the non-fly larva filled hand  "Don't matter none, I got my maggots, go back to whatever you were doing, boy.  We need to look at your rifle, later." With that, the ghoul walked off.

Tanner, instead, pursued Pan.

"Pan, wait!" He called after her, breaking even with her at a jog. "What's wrong?"