Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30744559-20170126152147/@comment-27661770-20170126203052

Mike was far less shocked and far more irked.

"So... klet me get this shit straight. You want to talk to me about shit and bring in somebody's goddamn foot? The hell kinda logic does your mind run by? Because it ain't making damn sense of anything."

He wasn't anxious, no. Mike Schmidt, anxious? Ha. You'd have to shake everything he held dear to see the slightest flicker of anxiety. He was more angry than anything, right now.

"Now can everyone just fuck off to five miles away from me? I have shit to do."

Mea nwhile, Raydon felt that they wouldn't be able to stop the revival. And so he wondered if any of his accrued followers- all noted for their will to impose a peaceful, if rigid, order on chaotic worlds- were able to aid. None YET.