Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20160815191629/@comment-5583506-20160824134917

Ward didn't take his attention away from the stripper for a moment. Just as it seemed as he was about to pull the trigger to blow the woman's head to kindgom come, he instead fired his revolver in blind rage to wherever the voice had been coming from, careless as to whether or not he hit something. He just wanted to make his point clear, that his time patience was up and that anyone could considered themselves as a potential casuality at this point. Judging by the sound over his shoulder, he must have hit a bottle or a glass in front of the person talking.

"That's ironic, coming from scum like you who must visit places like these on a regular basis, since no sane woman out there would want to fuck you for free", he retorted coldly. "Clearly the mushroom clouds didn't kill enough of you."

"Hoo-boy", said Deaphanie and anxiously clapped her head together, rocking back and forth, eager to just get out of there already before she had to... do her job. "Uhm... listen..." she said to the stripper, trying her best to maintain a positive tone. "My thick-headed brother here is clearly at his limit, so why don't you just tell us where your boss is at and we can all walk away and continue to have a pleasant day, hmm?"