Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170704042243/@comment-26517142-20170924011845

"Such a ....wonderful man." Nykos blushes steadily, aware that her hair is now being subjected to a new treatment. "I... guess I understand now how men who have their own harems operate the way they should." She fiddles with her hands before coming to a stop.

"You know.... I was a thief once. A common crook who stole to make a living. Then... Jeiel Yozama pardoned me and made me do something..... big for a Dorothy like me."

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(No problem Alpha-san! You're welcome to see it!)

Pathos and Mayind both look at Chie with aquestion mark forming on their heads. Something about what Chie said was beguiling... but then they could not pursue this, for they know they've stated their point. "If that is the Queen of Heart's response is.... fine." Pathos sips her drink. "As a Lilim, she should now better than to understand the affairs of the higher ones... and if possible, not meddle too much into."

"Speaking of which.... does that man Isaac even understand of the gap between Whiz and Ozma?" Mayind asks. Chie remembers how Ozma had fallen silent in the mention of Whiz some time ago...

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''Absorption attack? ''rang the words clear in Jeiel's head as soon as Marta's counter manifested. Instead of an equal attack, Jeiel blocks with an arm. The blow was enough to knock a person off his feet, but he planted his feet firmly and afterwards, what was left was his arm smoking and the ground before him charred.

"So those attacks just get sucked in the jewel? LET's get PHYSICAL!" yells Jeiel as he charges - and engages in a fist-fight (hand to hand combat) against the woman, the speed unparallelled by any human or Mamono...

Meanwhile.... Isaac was seeing all the events firsthand. He could see himself, partly immaterial, as Pi're-chan cotinued to be tested in front of the Oblation marshal in charge of her case.

"We of Oz follow a high order of order and protection amongst our citizens...and you broke that with your entry." She closes a log book. "Your presence is not welcome here... heathen."

And at once, two Oblations create a pole that upon grazing her skin, sent currents of uncountable electricity into her body.

"You will be penned her... until our Queen Circe will deal with you."