Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28530195-20170101031455/@comment-28358106-20170111015942

Without hesitation, I leap onto the tarmac, looking pale.

"Excuse me a second, Glus dear." Stepping gingerly behind a large metal crate, I open a tiny pocket dimension, stick my head in, and hurl. I wipe my mouth, close the pocket, and come back around, sipping from a small flask.

"Well. Could've been worse." I stop in my tracks as I see the tiny, almost toy-sized Pipes.