Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170621183025/@comment-26854056-20170621193439

Ham &amp; Cheese Omen wrote: ''The young Korean squeaked once he heard a second voice echo through the chapel, his hands instinctively clutching to his arms. He gulped, his head turning to the corner of the building, nearby a pedestal. Jeong exhaled lightly, cautiously making his way to the disgruntled man as he furrowed his brows.'' ''"A-Are you okay?" he spoke, his voice rich from his native country with a higher pitch for a young adult. Once he noticed that the man's nose began to bleed, he fumbled his hands, unsure if he should jump into action or lay off.'' Elijah immediately turned defensive as another person came into view. He noticeably dropped it once he took a good look at the poor boy, bastard didn't have enough muscle on him to land a good hit. But with the lack of information he had, he had no idea whether or not to register that as a good or bad thing.

He crudely wiped his nose with the sleeve of his leather jacket, leaving a thick smear of red on both the fabric and his face, his previous aggressiveness quickly dissolving into a curiosity as he looked at the man in interest, taking note of the strange accent he held.

"Just fuckin' peachy buttercup." Bitter sarcasm laced his tone as he gripped onto his head, hissing in pain as he tried to get back up on his feet "...Where the hell are we."