Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28144855-20161006153517/@comment-26517142-20161204120232

Jeiel waves his hands as if to deny the caretaker's claims. "No, it's fine. Some people like it when it's too much sugary content, and some don't, so it's no trouble at all. Wait.. did my response even make sense? " Pulling himself up using a chair, Jeiel surveys the area. "Anyway.. I wonder what's keeping the man himself and his sisters. The event should be starting soon."

Langwidere draws closer, her man-enchanting aura effeminating all of the sudden. Indeed, she hadn't lost her charm from the time she had arrived. "Hmm? Starting to get bored man of Oz? Perhaps you'd rather fool around with your wives."

"Langwidere.. I ain't a playboy." Jeiel gives him a cold stare, to which she responds with a snicker. "And that charm thing... can't you turn it off?"

"Turn it .. off??"

"Yeah. It's rather troublesome if men started falling head over heels for you here.

"THAT'S LIKE SAYING I SHOULD DIE! STUPID STUUPID GIT!"

"HAAAH? YOU STARTING A FIGHT, EVIAN??"

Jeiel and Langwidere were butting foreheads against each other, nerves twitching as they exchanged dagger-filled glares.

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