Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20170816034817/@comment-31049256-20170911002309

(Flame, Radono) Arianna moves as if she is giggling, [I can only make MY blade. I could try to cut the cake with it, but I'm not liable for any tragic loss of cake if I do you know.]

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(Flame, Xin) The line is still a bit long, but after a moment she can see a good group of them aren't even moving forward to the door. Rather she sees them taking turns trying to find a way to an window high on the second floor. The drapes of said window are torn as if by a cat's claw, making the gathered crowd seem even odder.

Thankfully when she finds a new line this one is moving quickly enough to have her inside and the sign up table tantalizingly close.