Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26915308-20191003162525/@comment-26892768-20191007125033

''"There was more to it than that!" ''The white-haired girl fumes. One can imagine steam blowing out her ears at this point.

"Really? Like what?" Rottytops asks.

She holds up a finger, opening her mouth to say something...only to find herself at a lack for words. Instead, the white-haired girl opts for a huff, crossing her arms and looking crossly at the two who've earned her ire. "Don't any of you know who you're talking to?"

"You haven't introduced yourself yet, so..." Rottytops shrugs.

The white-haired girl rubs her temples and sighs. "Think back to the cliff for a moment - Schnee. Ringing any bells?"

"Schnee...Schnee..." Rottytops thinks over this for a moment, then snaps her fingers. "Oh! Weiss Schnee, heiress of the Schnee Dust Company!"

"Finally-" But before Weiss can say anything else, Rottytops continues.

"My brothers hate their guts!" Rottytops cheerfully informs the heiress, ignoring how she sputters and tries to indignantly say something along the lines of "how dare you" as she goes on, "Which doesn't really say anything when you just consider Abner, but Poe? Really hard to make him mad, I can tell you that much. They even did some research and gave me a list of stores that are either local or otherwise don't get their Dust from Schnee just so I could avoid putting any Lien in their pockets! Want to see it?"

"Sure, that works!" Cerebella agrees. "You want to go first, or should I?"

Aaaaaaand Bolo swings his flail right at the bony armor of the Death Stalker, the metal spiked ball hitting hard.

Well, he's not getting out of the way, so either that's not what he thinks is happening, or he's used to that sort of thing.