Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150117145443/@comment-25038310-20150213164020

Jack held out his hands. "Whoa whoa ! Hold on, Valk.. "

The assassin glared at Valkryie, holding a hand on the hilt of his throwing knife. "Idiotic whore! You have no idea what that thing truly is! And what purpose it will serve to us!"

Jack placed a hand on the assassin's shoulder, calming him down. The assassin removed his hand from the throwing knife as a glare followed from Jack.

"No, I don't think I told her yet - or perhaps I did? I don't know."

Antoine stared at Jack in disbelief. "Jack - you know what Marcus ordered after you acquired the mask!"

Jack turned to him, holding a hand on the hilt of his sword - obviously angered. "That decision isn't his to make, Antoine!"

"You would ridicule his order? You've grown soft, Jack! You forgot your place in this!"

"And you are forgetting yours!" He replied, unsheathing his weapon.