Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170704042243/@comment-26517142-20170831053407

 Pathos and Mayind watched the crayons do the work of illustrating the story that Chie, the Alice, told them, and afterwards Pathos pulled the glasses  off her thin nose bridge and wiped it clean before stuffing it in her pocket. “Interesting…. He is just as prodigious as the boy of Oz.” “Nope, he’s far than that, dearest sister.” Mayind wagged a finger. “Jeiel Yozama has a fumbling form of restraint, this boy takes that off the table.”

 “Please don’t mind her.” Pathos rolls her eyes. “Did you know Whiz is our sister? Her current form is our punishment for her crimes. She is as aged as we are, as a matter of fact.”

 The gigantic Quiberon smacked her lips at the boy. Whiz disappears from where she previously watched – then appears from above Isaac dumping something before he could put up the umbrella. It was sludge-like liquid that Isaac instantly recognized, was chum.

 “OOPSIE! Now she’s onto you.” Whiz giggled. Iberon was now threatening to strike...

 “With the gem on your head? I guess so.” Jeiel shrugged. “You said it clears you of DE, so it practically keeps you safe….” He stands and faces her. “You know what? Whatever services you need, I can help you too. You sound like things weigh down on you a lot. I can come over sometime and assist you.”