Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26854056-20170305121938/@comment-28412230-20170305222439

''Maxwell crossed his arms, tapping his foot in deep thought. ''

This wasn't right...

'Quail and Dove were on a trip, it seems... '''he began thinking intensely, adjusting his beige fedora as his gaze wandered around the scenery. ''

It couldn't be that...

Raven came to them with gashes on her arms, crying- the older man took only a millisecond for him to think of the scenario he imagined, his rich chocolate eyes buldging wide.

''"Rin..." his voice trailed, shifting his eyes to Quail, then to the man's children, then back to Quail once again, "Shit, they might've been taken hostage!"''