Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25686329-20141211192639/@comment-25686329-20150210015443

Grimm wasted no time on ceremony.

"Students. You have been selected as members of an elite undercover strike team hereafter refered to as 'The Last Page' Squad. It should be noted that each of you have been fitted with a curse capable of causing pain should you go against orders..." he trailed off.

Sobek stirred from his kneeling position on the ground, digging his hook into the floor as his reptillian growl mingled with the hiss emitted from Char.

Plutarch was among friends... or at least acquantances (with the exception of Lila, to be honest) and was pretty sure they could overwhelm the headmaster if they rushed at once.

Plutarch hand danced for his gun, and Ticktania's ticking became louder and vaguely more agressive as she clenched her fists.

Grimm rolled his eyes indifferently and uttered a quick word of "Impendo."

The pain and shock was tremendous.