Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190114001113/@comment-25808351-20190125055123

(Everyone) “Now we got that outta the way, where can girl get a drink in this dump?” Cyndwella looks up at Armata, which he looked back with a touch of annoyance in his expression.

“I’m sure Marcus can smell out a bar for you....” Again Armata answers flatly.

“Fine, be a stingie shhhhhh-muck.” And again Cyndwella bites her in front of the Doll. Armata then smirks at Cyndwella, amused by her restraint around children.

“Come on, Sam, Schmoopy. I want a gin’n’chicken blood.” Cyndwella turns away from the Doll and heads in a random direction. Samia waves goodbye to the Doll and follows behind her wife. Marcus before leaving to join his wives, looks to Armata.

“Your team has my blood samples. They should have those for you soon.” Then Marcus turns around and rejoins his wives.