Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20181211225019/@comment-25808351-20181225054743

(BT) “Aw, I didn’t get any ice cream.” Layoka sulks as her gaze switches between Imperia and Jorge. Imperia looks to Layoka and brandishes, her mood brightened by the child’s desire for a dairy treat.

“Ah that is true. Come, let us get you your treat.” Imperia waves for Jorge to follow. The two follow the Vampiress to the counter where Georgio works hard at the stove. “Excuse me, Georgio!” The Chief looks over his shoulder.

“Oh, Lady Imperia!” Georgio wipes his hands with a rag and approaches the counter. His eyes shift to Jorge and notes that giant man is holding Layoka, who Georgio recalls only like being held by Imperia. “So what have I done to gain the honor of seeing you today?”

“Oh ho ho. You flatter me Georgio. We’re here because Layoka has earned herself an ice cream cone.” Imperia nudges her head in Layoka’s direction.

“Is that so!” Georgio leans on the counter and smiles at the Dhampir. “Well then little lady, if Lady Imperia day you earned it, you must have earned it. So, what flavor you want?”

“CHOCOLATE!” Layoka shouts without hesitation.

“Didn’t take you long to decide.” Georgio chuckles. The chief turns around and walks out of sight, leaving the group for a moment. After a minute or two, he returns with an ice cream cone topped with a perfectly shaped blob of chocolate ice cream. “There you are.” He says handing the cone to Jorge to give.

“Now what do you say, Layoka?” Imperia leans forward.

“Thank you.” The Dhampir says very sweetly and cute.