Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27950421-20160915154555/@comment-28358106-20160921201017

I sigh and climb out of the palm fort and amble up to our picnic basket, my shirt unbuttoned and a hickey on my neck. I open the basket and pull out a piece of ham and toss it into its open mouth.

"All right, bucko. No more." I stuff the basket into a tiny ethereal pocket in the air and shuffle back to the palms, hoping it will find someone else to bother.

"Oh! Cool!" Lucida slithers up to her daguerreotype and takes a couple of plates of me feeding the Notho.