Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20160819220438/@comment-26517142-20160821014939

TWITCH.

A loud snap erupted on the Whiz' forehead. "I'm going to pretend I didn't hear those insults." she says, walking past the figures of Cire Hominac, Repter and Aro.

"WELL NOW! Have you been, my darling nieces? " The Whiz pulls out several pebble-sized objects that expand into finely wrapped presents. She hands two to each of the princesses. "I heard Ozma's finally tied the knot with that chronicler Jeiel Yozama! Imagine, after I left to campaign on Ev! The nerve of Jeiel keeping a tight lip on stuff. "

Ozma: Auntie, you can't insult him when he's away. What if he slips or something?

Ix: (fidgets on how to hold her present with the hands she has)

Whiz: And..... Langwidere's hooky with a man they call a Hakaishin. Now, what an occasion! WHere's the hapless git?

L : AUNTIE!!

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Sebyl: Oh. Looks like it's Ozma's relations...

Nunnaly: (to Doc) Trust me Doc.With Jeiel, every sort of nutcasery happens.

Cybele breathes easy as Isaac withdraws his weapon. "Well, she's particularly powerful. I can feel her under my skin... funny. The only ones who can make me itch are the aura of... dragons."