Board Thread:Other Roleplay/@comment-64.82.204.2-20150824172149/@comment-25535739-20150909213923

Golden King Freddy clears his throat. "May I have a report on the situation outside?"

*In the Dining Area that is somehow out of harm's way

Abel finishes his food, while Cain sips a cup of tea. "Finally, so I assume we're to be leaving now?" Cain asks.

"No, there's something I-" A window next Abel smashes, throwing a sword-wielding knight zooming past him, barely missing his neck. "...There's bigger problems..." The knight lays on the table of the room and groans.

"Indeed. Where is Sain?"

"Did he not go to get... Oh no..."

"He... The civillians... Tch, foolish. Abel, go on and get him, I'll take them-"

"No, Cain."

"What is it?"

"I don't want to play the little brother anymore. Cain, I want you to go and get Sain, I have my own things to rely on." Abel refers to the blade sitting near his pocket. After a bit of thought, Cain nods.

"...Fine. Abel, go to the front lines. Tell the Cutting Crew soldiers you've been sent to assist them."

Abel doesn't move. "...What? I have to- talk?"

"...Go." Cain rushes off like the wind, leaving Abel alone. A few moments later, Abel runs for the front of the castle, and barges outside, whipping out his sword in the process.