Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20141217155427/@comment-25038310-20141219073704

Antoine Gascoigne descended the ladder, and stepped on a heap of bones. He lit a small torch that was on the ground, just where he left it. He walked for a few minutes, entering the small room where Anna Gilliet was.

An ice cold metal barrel was pushed against Antoine's back. He held his hands in the air, partially. Sander had snuk up behind him and Sander suspected he was an enemy. This thought however was dismissed when Aggie noticed Antoine.

"Don't worry, Lafayette. He's my right hand man. You can let him go now."

Sander doubted for a moment, until he sheathed his pistol. Antoine turned around. He was atleast 10 or 20 centimeters taller than Lafayette, and thus was towering above him. The small dots of eyes that could be seen behind the white beaked mask looked at Sander. Antoine held out a hand, and Sander shook it.

Sander frowned for a moment. "Excuse me for.. pointing a gun at you."

Antoine raised his shoulders. Remarkably, he still remained polite and charming, as earlier experiences had thaught him to do so. "Nothing but a formal mistake, Lafayette." He simply said, before letting go of his hand and heading over to Aggie.

When Sander looked at his hand, he noticed it was soaked in blood. He wiped it off his trenchcoat, and took a seat.

Antoine bowed before he talked to Aggie. He whispered. " I found them. His men are dead, but the noblewoman and her vamps are still out there. They were trading a large amount of skooma."

Aggie nodded, abit dissapointed that Antoine didn't complete his job fully. But no matter. There were more urgent things.

"Alright. I have a job for you two.." Aggie said.

Antoine frowned. "Us two?"

" I work alone. " Sander said.

"Not anymore, Lafayette. If you did, you wouldn't even come here for my help. We're all colleauges here."

"Unfortunately, You didn't help me yet, but I helped you.."

"Everything in time, Sander. Give it some time.. Now..."