[center][h1][color=lightblue]丂刀のW 丂アム尺尺のW[/color][/h1][/center] The need for speaking to someone tonight was resolved. It would be until tomorrow. Tomorrow. He hoped they had that long. Snow sighed, he ate his greasy unhealthy food and supped at his tea. He was preparing to settle himself. Stabilize himself. Go back into the calm of his scripture and the texts. Axley had an idea and he was happy to ask her, share the idea. [color=lightblue]"Well, I do owe you a little play session. Hopefully my pretty face makes up for the lack of practice."[/color] He says, rubbing his cheek with a warm grin. All was going to be settled and Snow decided for a moment that he might have deserved a moments peace. He was going to suggest perhaps they all speak of happier times whilst they have music to reminisce on. They all had hard lives, all dealt with tribulations, but what were their thoughts of gateway. Favorite foods. What would do with a talent of jade and weren't running for their lives. It was pointless and wonderful. Maybe they could sing together whilst the more robust among them got plastered. But one by one they all went off to conduct their own buisness. Ferguson was kind enough to offer them a night of leisure but then didn't stick around to enjoy it himself. Sasuke seemed interested in the weapons that Ferguson was provisioning. Snow made sure to add. [color=lightblue]"I need tools more then weapons."[/color] He had his walking stick and that served him well enough the past years. He was sure he'd have to defend his opinion. Then he saw something strike Cilia who had become pouty ever since she was shut down in her attempts. Snow turned his eye and saw that Cilia was going over. He sipped his tea. [color=lightblue]"They aren't worth your time or your energy. You know what your goals are, as do we. Suffer not the ignorant, though if they are going to be throwing things all night, I might just help you teach them a bit of common decency."[/color] He had to deal with thugs before. Talk first, but most of them didnt.