Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27356783-20190924020126/@comment-26892768-20190924152417

Ottomo turns his head to look at where the footsteps stopped, and...yeah, his eye is definitely red now.

"Well, I'm merely thinking in terms of practicality." Dahlia answers. "What I'm offering is merely a temporary arrangement, at least for the moment - worst comes to worst, we go our separate ways, and you move on with your life like this never happened. But, if all goes well...how does earning the favor, and possibly a rather lofty position, in a very influential mafia sound?"