Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28920015-20170903064700/@comment-28920015-20170903174917

"hey." John was standing in the doorway while Vriska was bandaging up, she almost dropped the badages

"how the fuck.........?"

"i'm not exactly sure myself, but I came to offer you something."

Vriska narrows her eyes, "if it's to join the red army, i'm past those days. so pro8a8ly no."

"oh well, then i guess i'll have to kill you."

"pfft, yeah fucking right." She doesn't sound nervous, but she is.

"no really, those were my orders."

"......"

John has pulled out a gun, "i don't really want to do this, but i will if i must."

"people will hear the gun."

"i'll make it look like sucide." John smiled, he knew he had the upper hand.

"you're a sick 8astard, you know that?"

"but so are you."

"well, since I don't see an actual choice here, what do I need to so?"

"come with me."

The two windy away, John has accomplished his mission.