"Okay guys when do we start" Michelle asked

Adam tilted his head, "Uhhh... Right now?" He replied.
He then turned around, walking towards the mountain, whistling the beat to his favorite song, Kill Everybody...

((OOC: I'm gonna sleep here in like, thirty minutes, so... Just a heads up...))

Even though he didn't showed any reaction at the sudden threat, it kind of caught him off guard at first.

Venor-Try me...

He waited a couple of seconds, after Adam, and Michelle passed him, and then he started walking, to keep his usual distance.

((Can the group of five Me, Mode, SpacePunk, The Organization and xyskal stop rping for a moment? Everything is in chaos and grace only attempted to attack vents and rovi as everything is judged by TLS))

"Aw, Vents, you look like you could use a hug!" Grace points to the man behind him.

(Ooc: Well as you can see at the bottom of page 64 Vents is pretty pissed, but I think we should continue this when TLS get back. Since he has the magic dice and stuff XD)

"So Venor whats your story?" Michelle said coolly

Venor-Oh...right...she still doesn't know...what i am...

Venor-I'd rather not talk about it...But im sure my "companion" would feel blessed if you could tell him yours...

He pointed at Adam with his chin, but realized it's pointless since it's too dark to even see that move.

((Well, this is just character development, so I don't think we need TLS))

Adam noticed Venor's words, and gestured to himself, "Who me?" Then laughed...

"Im pretty sure your friend over there is too busy whistling" Michelle added

A black miasma begins to creep its' way through the ground behind Grace. The black mist quickly takes form into a large shadow-like humanoid resting his right hand on Grace's shoulder. His voice was cold, and his words sharp, "Oh, Gracie dear, you look cute when you get all rustled up." The shadowy figure smirked behind the woman with his eyes glued to Rovivrus. His palm smacked against Grace's tight ass before the shadow sprung back and continued to spread his black miasma across the ground surrounding him. His eyes stayed fixed on Rovivrus, anticipating the coward's reaction.

Adam shook his head, "Oh no, I just whistle when I'm not talking. And I love talking!" He said cheerfully.
He turned, walking backwards, and pointed to his scars. "See these? I got them fighting a group of demons. I used to be and still am a demon hunter. But... After having their blood soak into me for... Several years, I've lost quite a bit of my sanity..." He grinned, his scars and eye glowing red...

Grace gasped as she felt the hand on her ass. She spun around towards Vents, her feelings taking over. "Vents are you gonna let him touch me like that!?!"