Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20170622150059/@comment-27550231-20170623043622

Nezon watches from outside the mass of women crowding around and waits for the opportune moment to strike. She wasn't allowed to get anything at the buffet so now she wanted a meal and those flowers looked particularly delicious.

Yes... She thought to herself. It should be easy, all you have to do is reach out with a tendril of slime and reel it in. You've done this before at multiple weddings. Why should this be any different?

She rolls her neck stretches her arms and climbs a small pole to get a better vantage point. "There we go. Get in my belly..." Nezon aims her free hand and readies her strike.