Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-32701432-20170308181230/@comment-26854056-20170324213914

Leon flinched slightly at Harvard's calm reaction to such a morbid topic. He paled, even looking at his beloved in what could only describe as horror and fear as he started to back away. Realising what he was doing, he chuckled uneasily, clumsily trying to cover it up as he warily paced beside him. U-Uh sure! He coughed, trying to change the subject. He always hated when the killing game was brought up, how many test subjects were left? With the dwindling numbers, things were already getting tense and Liam was arriving back to the apartment with bloodshot eyes and dirty clothes. Who knows what he had done? Where to?