Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170801185328/@comment-28412230-20170804174558

The Korean simply nodded, chuckling silently once he felt his cheeks burn up once more before his arm latched onto the Mexican's leather jacket.

"Maybe about my art. You did want to know what I use, right?"

''He raised his head up, leaning his light weight as the two went inside the infirmary. After hopping on one of the beds, Jeong pats a seat for Elijah to sit next to, pulling out his sketchbook, watercolors, and oils.''

The German hummed, scratching his grizzly beard before he grimaced in amusement, straightening his winter coat as he sat back down on the marble bench.

''"Vou vink vat's bad, vou should visit Germany." Everett leaned in on the back of the bench, crossing a leg over his other while politely sparing a space for his former boss to sit by. Once his death was brought up, he furrowed his brows with determination, pursing his lips.''

"Don't worry, I'm going to vat damn Gate. I'll get vat puny bastard as soon as I get my hands on 'em, but I've got more kids to deal with in order to get vere."