Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170103091405/@comment-26517142-20170424022840

The Aswang Balana blinks momentarily as she is handed the vial. She pops the lid open and mixes it with a concoction she had already prepared on a bowl. Adding a dash of mystery powder, the bowl explodes with a mushroom cloud smoke, but the bowl remained intact after all that.

"You who is named Cire." She coaxes him into sitting. "Put your hand on his man's chest."