Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20160903202816/@comment-26517142-20160930183710

Ansherine steps close to the jar and shakes the butterfly hard enough to make it dazed. "This is reaaally a weird butterfly. Talking and all.... I don't remember Sempai saying he found a specie of butterfly like this in Oz."

Langwidere overhears her name and approaches the gathering people. "Riight. And some sweet talking. You forgot that part, Hakaishin." She thumps her little fan on his head.

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Haia: Who... are you? (voice enraged) WHY ARE YOU INTERFERING? GET OUT OF MY WAY!!

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Ozma, partially wide-eyed in shock, looks at the new arrival. "Mr. Isaac? "

Harmon: HMMM...... I CAN SEE that you have another mortal by your side. OZMA. I WILL WARN YOU that you yourself have made YOUR CHOICES. AND I SHALL RESPECT THEM.

"YOU BOY. WHO ARE YOU? You are brave to speak for my daughter and her husband's stead."

Nykos/Ani: WHAT is he doing? (say at the same time)

Small Whiz: A risky tack. But.... all the more, it makes him an interesting human. (licks lips)