Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25113070-20160306112250/@comment-5426290-20160520083711

The mercenary halfmindedly tossed the bag into the kitchen, pulling the door to it shut behind him. "I hope the food gets you sick, immature vermin." Following Alec outside they joined up with the others.

Percival chuckled at the Demonic webbing. "I'm not sure she's ungrateful, after all. She just coated your face in her DE to tell other monsters you're already taken. As a monster that can sense it, it does feel pretty funny." He playfully stuck out his tongue at the Accepted as he pulled the hood of his cloak over his head.

The slums vampire next to Ana stifled a small giggle behind a hand. "My, my."~