Marshall Brittlebrook
"Oh, I am partial to all kinds of pie, as long as it is good pie." Marshall chuckled as he followed Ariel into the cafe and witnessed the brouhaha over the altered menu. For a moment,
his smile fell blank, then his eyes darkened to a dried brown of trampled fall leaves...
"I'm not a saint; just Marshall. Besides, you haven't wasted my time." Marshall stood slowly, offering Ariel his hand, patiently. He was used to Ariel's forgetful nature, so he ignored it. "I do agree, however, that Mayor Deckland is a bit strange." He added belatedly, though he had a feeling he...
Marshall Brittlebrook
"Well, that was certainly entertaining," Marshall remarked as the SWAT moved in, disposed of the bagel, and moved out. He had simply given a slight smile and a nod to each officer, while softly wishing them a good morning. Some of the officers even paused a moment to...
Marshall Brittlebrook
"No, I have not seen anyone that fits that description today. Good Morning, Ariel." Marshall halted himself and smiled down at Loudwater's resident nekomimi and cat enthusiast, Ariel D'Ambra. While most people would be perturbed or annoyed by her sudden approach, Marshall...
"Really Casey, three slices of pie is more than enough. Thanks, but I've got work to get to, and I don't want to fall behind." Marshall called over his shoulder as he left Rita's. As always, his speech was measured and paced so purposefully that one would think erroneously that he had a...
You were like the only one pushing for the rp to start so quickly. Also, i work fulltime overnights AND have business to deal with when I should be sleeping. Forgive me if I didnt make a post today. Now, if youll excuse me; work calls.