Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20200707214420/@comment-29038468-20200711163525

"Well I think it's time to settle this girl into bed and wait. Isn't that right P.Morgan? P.Morgan?" B.Morgan calls out trying to get her attention. "Yes, yes, that's all well and good...just give me an hour or so...perhaps two. I can just barely make out the magic keeping it working and me out from learning its more intimate works...You know what, make it three hours." P.Morgan replies. B.Morgan's soft smile sours as she pats Y.Morgan on the head and goes to grab P.Morgan. "Now, now, you can study this...whatever it is, later! The girl needs us around in this critical time and I'll not have you mull over what it is that lets this...thing...work the way it does. You either come along with us to the room that Lady Cyndwella has so graciously allowed us to stay in or I will pry you off of it myself!" She shouts.

The two start grabbing at each other fighting. Y.Morgan grabs the sides of her head and shakes it. She lets out a small groan and her eyes move over at the other two Morgans fighting. She starts walking toward them, hands outstretched.