Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170801185328/@comment-28412230-20170803224538

''The Guiding Man quickly gave the younger man back the wooden crutch, bowing politely to the two as he headed back inside the infirmary. Jeong slumped his satchel of art supplies over his shoulder, hobbling over to Elijah.''

''"It just... Hurts, is all." he furrowed his brows, pulling down the end of his shirt slightly as his gaze darkened slightly. Seeing that his instinctively skiddish behavior would upset his newly beloved, he shook his head, smiling gently.''

"I'll be fine, though."

Everett blinked his pitch black eyes, scratching his nearly full grown beard as he sighed, giving the figure a solemn, stoic expression.

''"Vell, Quail's in a wheelchair - und married, Duck, Maxvell, und Augustus got killed in a shoot-out. Und Alice is still a travelling drunk junkie." he explained briefly, folding his arms before he slipped on the signature Treolark gloves in his hands.''

"Also, I was on a manhunt to kill some blackmailing scoom-beg vat vas trying to get France's police department to arrest ve whole Chateau. Ve fucker had a shed's worth full of gunmen und shot my whole body to bits; it's why I'm here."