Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-25239171-20140802095755/@comment-33731050-20140821233114

IC: "Life and death?" Lizbeth questioned, turning on her heals to face Maxus; her guards breaking step. "Though, I would think the better question to be 'whose life?', because if it were yours I would be quite willing to take the gamble."

"Ok, let us hear. What is the nature of this 'important matter' that it would warrant my attention so readily?" She asked pointedly, her annoyance at being interrupted palpable. "Because honestly, if it is any less than catastrophic, world-ending in fact, I would begin writing your eulogy"

Maxus' unease turned to fear, his attempts to speak turning to a jumble of half formed worlds.

"Oh, really?" Lizbeth tone unmistakable sarcastic, "How interesting."

Raising her hand, a shock-lance armed guard step toward the servant to remove him from the room; though less than an inch before reaching him, Lizbeth spoke again.

"Hmm, no," Her expression lightened, "One more time, what was it that you going to say?" The slightest hint of a smile spread across her face; so very easy, she thought.

OOC: Home you like it :p