Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20170611013142/@comment-31595069-20170612021428

"Buddy...Until you prove yourself you aint knocking me up...and remember..." Cephon waves her other clawed hand in fron of Siris's face. "Remember what your little man's wrapped up in?...Don't push your luck buddy. You knock me up and you lose your other sword." She chuckled as she continued to stroke him.

As Mek walked away, of coursse he coudl not hear the spirit voices yelling at him.

"Mek! MEK! Damnation! That;'s not Curt! Curt got nabbed! Cur's gone! GAH! Being a spirit of a sword sucks!"

"C-Calm down Royland! I know this is bad news but we just have to wait longer. Eventually they will figure it out!" Cathrine replied as they looked at someone that was not even Curt from their stand. They looked like regular swords so a very select few people knew what they really were.

"Oho~! That went...better than expected...Oh well." The woman behind the door shrugged as she left a letter on the bed and began to dissapear. "When we claim our targets, no one can escape. For our mistress of course...I will get myself a good lover of course but our new mistress will see that we get the best man we could ask for." She nodded.

"Egads! Curt's probbaly being tortured! Or has becoem a sex slave! He might be dead! Oh my gods Mek! A COLD! Are you kidding me! He has potions you NITWIT! AGH!" Royland yelled as of course they could do absolutly nothing.

(Oh, it was deffi something more)