Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20170203204458/@comment-28358106-20170206013047

"Fine. Put on a tutu and sing 'I'm a little teapot.'  And do it in front of your girls." She passively looks at her fingernails. "But since we both know that's not going to happen, how about you..."

Slowly she turns, her face growing angry. She stares at a clump of snow-covered bushes. "You better get out of there by the time I count to three, or you're gonna be a permanent part of the landscape, you little punk."

Slowly, Hex's snow-covered head pokes above the top of the bushes. "H-how did you know it was me, Mistress?"

"Because not every bush reeks of latent Void magic," she says. "I could smell you."

"I was just watching because I went to your room to check on you and you weren't there, so I looked for you!" Hex says. "Please don't be mad!"

"You were spying. You were doing a piss poor job of it, but you were.  I don't much appreciate spies." Cyndwella turns to face her.

Hex gives a guilty look. "I-I was just wondering what the conversation was about! I-I...uhh...umm..."