Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20150726225807/@comment-26191607-20150727042042

Scythe nods to Calli, her intuition was spot on as always. That's what made her a fearsome foe, besides her sometimes dark humor and fondness to play with her prey. The soldier chuckles at Page's expression of udder bewilderment, as well as giving Sam a look of sympathy. He once had told Axel what smoking could do to him and others around, but that was before the two were friends, Scythe was used to it. He had a few charms that filtered the air just before he breathed it in, pretty nifty if you ask Scythe.

"Thank you for the water Calli, I don't believe I haven't introduced myself." Page begins. "I'm Page Tale, but you probably know that from Scythe grumbling my name under his breath or cussing me out for the world to here." Scythe moves to object.

"Since when have i-" the poor boy never finished because Page had shoved his water bottle into his mouth. The silver haired girl haves a cherry smile to Calli.

"I'll leave you to attend to your other guests Calli." Page says.