Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30700719-20170616114550/@comment-30700719-20170625210329

"....." I sigh and dematerialise the Cyclops, like fabricating in reverse. "Did it ever occur to you why I didn't bring the Cyclops up the river? It's just barely deep enough! Good thing the Karaterauser's coming soon." I cross my arms and slump into a nearby tree.

Stormi looks up into space. "It's a looong story. He cared for me and looked after me. He returned me to the sky. Imagine you had one job, one thing that you were perfect at, that you enjoyed and were depended upon by thousands. Then suddenly, it's gone. Blip. Then one person helps give it back to you, and they rely on it as well, more than any other." She stares down at the ground. "He's just hesitant, that's all. The winds told me that he's not a lolicon in any way, yet he still cares for me. He stills cuddles me whenever I ask." Suddenly, her head pops up, her solemn mood replaced by her normally childlike demeanour. "I guess I better go help him, like the way he helped me!" She flies off towards me, and cries of "Onii-chan!" and embarrassed "Don't call me that!" can be heard from us.