Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20171111145041/@comment-28358106-20171130215321

(Hound/Scorn/S9) Either Tirush ignores Armata or he is on the bottom of her priority list, but the effect is the same. His words have no effect as she takes Sun-Mi in her taloned foot, gripping her gently about the waist. With both girls, she flaps her wings and rises quickly but evenly, being careful not to shake them. Reaching altitude, she takes off for the greatwall.

The spectators are surprised much more than Thomas, who leaves his seat and makes his way to a clearing away from the bleachers, Regina and any curious onlookers in tow. Tirush meets him there and descends gently, and Thomas has Lilrava in his arms and Sun-Mi in Regina's before Tirush even touches down.

"Come on, kiddo. Let's get you somewhere you can take a breather..." Thomas carries the little Dark Elf to one side before scowling at the gawkers. "Make room, please...one side..." He sets Lilrava down and begins trying to use an anti-nausea sigil on her back.

Tirush whips around and flares her wings at the crowd, snarling, flames licking from her mouth. With a collective yelp, the gawkers quickly retreat.

"All right, honey. This is going to be pretty embarrassing when you wake up..." Regina acts almost bemused, and yet, sympathetic as she sets Sun-Mi down somewhere with some privacy. She places her hands on either side of Sun-Mi's cheeks and they begin to glow as she feeds her a slow trickle of SE.