Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20160726000337/@comment-26517142-20160817040435

"Oh dear.... " Jeiel stifles a laugh, but in the end bursts out laughing.

"Looks like both of us need some death-states in us every once in a while."

Jeiel turns to him and slips. "OoPS!"

A rock launches on Praetor's helmet, and just as it causes a reverberation, the real world focuses back to motion..

(My turn end...)