Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20161204121342/@comment-27550231-20170831062059

Praetor mockingly laughs at Jeiel's comments over the shirt he picked. Raising it to the lights overhead to get a better look at its design.

"Ha. Ha. Ha. Very funny Jeiel." There is a moment of silence before he starts up again. "Why do you even need a tv here? How does it even work? Do you have a Raiju plugged up to-"

As Praetor hears Jeiel's mumbling about Kathra something ticks within him and before the shirt can even hit the ground Praetor is standing before Jeiel. His finger digs into Jeiel's forehead pushing him back ever so slightly.

"Don't you even dare entertain that idea.if I find out that you are trying to get her into your harem I swear to all that is holy that I will destroy everything you hold dear. And if I did think there was something between you two I'm starting to get agitated thinking about it now."

Praetor never once raises his voice but still somehow his words feel louder than ever before.

Kathra holds the dress close in her arms as she leans in to Sebyl. She looks around her then whispers when she thinks that no one will hear her. "Well when he came to my father's home he... He told me I was w-warm and then he... He. He grabbed my head and."

Kathra squeals into the dress to hide her excitement. She may look and act like a young adult but true to her core she was only two years ok.