Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20161204121342/@comment-27550231-20170824001752

Praetor places his hands on his hips and sighs deeply as hi swings his head back to the sky.

"Fine!"

He throws his hands into the air with blinding speed. "Fine! Fine! Fine! I'm sorry! You win!"

"Kathra. Go buy clothes. But I'm not giving you any money. We already spent more than I wanted to. Aine... Don't take it personal. I'm just a little. Miffed at the moment."

His head snaps in Jeiel's direction and purses his lips inward as if he were holding something in. "Well... Let us go before I change my mind."

Kathra quickly grabs Sebly's hand and slithers away never having seen her dad like this often.