Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25686329-20160521052428/@comment-25686329-20160521172632

The Yankee swallowed angrily and turned the gun upwards. He paused, considering firing a warning shot upwards, but decided against it. If anybody was within earshot, they'd flock to it. He thumbed the hammer back down and holstered it.

A small grin began to spread across his face, completely forced, but it still appeared natural. He didn't plan to give Sandra the satisfaction. "Common if you're on my turf."

His brow creased slightly at the monster bit. "I accept that title with pride, but the isolation's self-inflicted, thank you very much."

There was a pause. "How've you been? It's been a while since we ran into each other." He said, a little more politely than he assumed he would've said it. As an afterthought, a phrase that just slipped out, he added "How's Ni..." He corrected himself, not using the nickname. "How's Nicole?"