Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20160721185731/@comment-26517142-20160722011420

Sebyl: (impish questioning) You don't like it? What about.... Avenger? That sounds superwomanly. (Pulls a plate of gellatin from a tray and absorbs it in her hands) Hungry?

Haia: (starts hamming in meat dishes faster than light) Ten thousand? A day? How odd. Perhaps she needs more than meat on the side.

Nunnaly: How about we prank her Cire? Make her quiver, then you save her from harm like a dashing hero?