Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26414442-20150506015955/@comment-25686329-20150512034718

(( 'Yankee and Jane vs. Pirouette and Tim' = Royal Vs. Rebel Rap Battle. Somebody needs to make this crap happen.))

The Yankee listened to Jane's speech, agreeing with each and every word, not out of some blind faith, but out of sheer belief, sheer concurance.

She finished... and Yankee resisted the urge to applaud.

If the Yankee was the blindingly optimistic type (he wasn't) -- or the type with a death wish -- he would have kissed Jane on the Author-Grimn spot; she knew how things actually were.

The Yankee scoffed and slid his chair a few inches backwards. "Like you did anything, Greed..."

The air was a little dead.

He turned his head slightly, towards the pirate. "I'm beginning to feel like people like us, people who know...  truth... are less than welcome here."