Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25113070-20160306112250/@comment-5426290-20160516203258

Clair looked herself over both surprised and shocked. She held the sides of her dress and lifted them for her to move her lover body to see from more sides. While the pattern on the fabric of the dress screamed 'granny', the design of the dress itself seemed to be made for the younger of heart which made for an awkward match. Not discontent with the dress the slums vampire gave a timid smile to Ana. "It turned out quite well. Thank you Anastasia."

Percival came walking after Alec into the livingroom, glancing to the plugged hole. "I wouldn't assume so, usually you want to catch humans with more than one monster at a time right? At least I think so remembering those werewolves. We would have long seen or heard them by now."

Holding the bag a bit away from his face Dunnel came after them and moved on straight to the kitchen. In the bag he was holding the Trapdoor Arachne had puffed up her cheeks at the failed attempts at sobbing her way out, instead peeling her eye out from the holes her needle had made to glare at the sellsword that carried her. She then placed her fingers in said hole and set force on parting them, causing slight sounds of tearing fabric to echo out. It wasn't going at a fast pace, but it happened nonetheless. (/>.<)/ "When I get out I'm going to stab your bum so you can't poop for a week."