Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20190901063142/@comment-25808351-20191009213243

Imperia again agrees reluctantly, looking upon Jorge until the door closes. As Imperia and Aigis reach the kitchen, they are greeted with a humble scene of Cyndwella and Marcus eating normally, chatting casually and showing great manners with eachother as they enjoy Aigis’ work.

“Mmmmm, this roast is great!” Cyndwella says while chewing.

“Yeah, Aigi knows how to cook.” Marcus nods.

“Well, that’s a lovely sight.” Imperia smiles.

“Needs a little something.... Schmoopy, you got any formaldehyde?” Cyndwella leans forward.

“No.” Marcus says blankly.

“You prick.” Cyndwella slumps in her seat.

“And it’s back to normal.” Imperia’s smile fades.