The Fortuna Rp (We''ll come up with a name eventually)

The oomn, seizing the moment of high chaos, a thing that she was rather quite uncomfortable with, she quickened her pace, sidling in right next to the spooper. She slipped one hand out of her sweatshirt pocket and reached for the spooper's hand, trying to slip the emerald ring off of her finger.

((What did you people do while I wasn't on!? Everything was fine when I left, and now, when I come back, mayhem!))

((the usual. Almost murder and gun wielding rats.))