Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20160903202816/@comment-26517142-20160925133649

Langwidere: (bites her lip) Oh... that old thing. It's a wives' tale and an unfortunate one at that. Yes, apparently we all have to live with it. And up until now, the repercussions are great.. (shrugs) We can deal with it by another manner though. With regards to the desolate Ev, what do you have in mind? (eyes Aro intensely)

Cybele: I know..... I know it sounds great but.... somehow, I'm not so sure if I should ask Jeiel about it... it's so wrong... (buries face on her hugged knees)

Ansherine: NO it isn't! Tell her Chyren!

As the Tack-fan crowd disperses under the Minotaur's Maddo Koibito effect, Ersha snickers at the little Wurm. "Prooooud indeed. How about we let you take control of crowd dispersement here in Oz?"

Nunnaly: (to Rustarch) True dat. (remembers Jeiel and once again, mewls happily)

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Ix emerges from the room, and not a moment too soon, makes eyes pop. SHe was in lithe combat wear, all her gallant and princessly air gone behind her commando shorts and T-shirt. Her expression lightened as she waved at Cire.

"You have her charmed, haven't you Cire-san?" Aybee mused, chuckling.

Haia, on the other hand, grins. "Bite? I don't bite, Tack-san. I GORE."

SHe lowers her head, gores into the debris, and spades land as she rushes forward to Tack's way, soil ribboning behind her as she mows by.

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Nykos looks away, aware of her sudden appearance change. "N-N-NOTHING! STOP STARING AND FOCUS ON PROTECTING THE WHIZ, STUPID!"

The Whiz sniggers."It's written all over you, Dorothy...." She turns to Isaac. "Well.. I've had my doubts about my own niece.. I just want to know what secrets she's holding in her own castle while I'm not around..."