Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-24849899-20151028205131/@comment-26948101-20151029022956

Koyoi tensed, but said nothing as she quietly bowed. The was quite uncomfortable touching the man who was responsible for ending her mistress' reign of Lescatie. And Demon Lord knows how many of her compatriots' deaths this man before her was responsible for. She was willing to accept that the Demon Realm had lost the conflict, but to see Ilassa cavorting around like a lovestruck schoolgirl left a bad taste in her mouth.

"I see you're not exactly travelling light, General." Ilassa remarked as she glanced at the doorstep and saw some of the general's luggage- a suitcase and a military-issue garment bag.

With a slight flick of her tail and an outstretched arm, Ilassa began levitating her guest's baggage into the hallway.

"Oh- you don't have to do that Miss Ilassa." the General said.

"Nonsense- you're our guest, General Laskey. It's the least we could do."