by The Kingpin » Wed Aug 20, 2008 5:39 am
Drake turned from Roberto after shaking his hand, the old man walking back into the Warehouse and into an indoor office, as Drake looked at Nyx and the others. "Yeah, rest today, and tomorrow evening we go to meet my friends at the Organisation. Don't get too used to your weapons yet, guys. the Organisation's gonna give them a little 'upgrade'" he said with a smirk as he leapt into the air, wings spreading out of the flaps, the M-4 hanging between them as he beat his wings hard, launching himself up into the air, beginning to head to the mansion, not going to fast so as to give the others time to catch up...
"Ah yes, organised chaos. the sign of a clever but ever-busy mind. To the perpetrator, a carefully woven web of belongings and intrigue, but to the bystander? Madness!"
–William Beckett, Lore of Leyuna RPG