Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26854056-20170305121938/@comment-26854056-20170312142645

Quail nodded, about to trail after her before Alice tapped him on the shoulder, a serious look on her face. Quail turned his chair towards her uneasily, raising an eyebrow as she sighed, a cigar still gripped between her teeth. Alice never smoked.

"Alouette, what's wrong?"

The woman huffed, taking the cigar out of her mouth and fiddling with it.

"Nothing, I'm just worried. I already told the forgers to find as much information as they could find about what happened today, but, something seems off. Beaumont of all people wouldn't do this, I'd hate to admit, especially after what happened with you and Finch..." She averted her eyes away from Quail's wheelchair for a moment before continuing "It's just that... It feels like what happened goes much, much, more deeper than Beaumont trying to be petty assholes again. I'm afraid that we'll have to keep everyone in France until this gets cleaned up."

Quail looked at Alice as if she was crazy, glaring at her bitterly.

"No. I'm not letting my family, Maxwell and Agustus get wound up in the shitstorm that's going to happen. I don't know about you, but I want my daughters to stay alive until they actually manage to graduate kindergarten, and Rin, Maxie and 'Gustus have already been put through enough. How do you think Duck will react when her adoptive father and uncle get murdered in a shootout?! They won't survive five minutes in a debate, let alone a fucking knife fight!"

Alice sighed, not showing that much surprise at the man's sudden outburst.

"Look Quinny. I'm not happy about it either. Maxwell and Agustus are some of my closest friends and Rin is my niece, but we need to get this sorted out while they are all in France. If they gbactor