Talk:New Arcadian Republic/@comment-12271231-20151215032623/@comment-12271231-20151215051917

OOC: Not yet Flamme. Nobody f***s with Tim, ever.

IC: Tim, although unseen through his mask, glares with a fury at the Princess.

"Now, I'm sure when you grow up, you'll learn not to shun a merciful deity, but for now..."

Tim then picks the princess up by the throat, and slams her through a table.

"I'm sure if anyone would take issue with my actions just now, they could bring it up with my allies in the Sith. Until then, Zacery, let's do lunch and talk this over, without the child this time."

Tim then boards a Blackhawk and is played out by his national anthem.