Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20170609225054/@comment-28358106-20170610040950

Cyndwella looks at Forjod. "Marshmallows? No, not really.  Why, you selling?  'Cause I could use a handful of something to eat right now.  And pretty much forever, actually." She puts a hand on her belly.

"All right, darling. Aurum is waiting on me.  I've got to go.  I'll see you in a bit!" Regina hurries off, waving cheerfully at the Jaghunds before calling out, "I'll be right back! I have to go help the bride!"

"Come on, girls. Let's go." Thomas makes his way to the crowd, the girls falling in behind. He waves to Cire and calls out as they approach. "Hello, old boy! Quite the gathering already!"

"Where's mama Tirush?" Lucida looks around.

"Here shortly. Dress problems." Ferra grins.

Aurora says nothing, but swims along in the air, looking for Tibur. Gemmi skips along, looking at everything as she holds on to the end pinions of Aegis' wing. She gasps in delight and points.

"Oh, wook! A big pink man wif fingews wike sausages!  Do you fink he smewws wike sausages, too?"

"Gemmi, please try to be less weird than you usually are," Aegis mumbles.

Gemmi lets go and, without warning, scrambles up Thomas' pants leg and onto his shoulder.

"Ack...! Gemmi, don't...!  Ferra, take your sister, please!" Thomas lifts Gemmi up and hands her to Ferra, who holds the tiny, squirming bundle in one hand. She holds her at eye level.

"Behave," she says simply.

Gemmi immediately stops squirming and her ears droop. Ferra lifts her onto her own shoulders, where Gemmi perches on her head like a hat, holding onto her horns.