Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20180109050017/@comment-25808351-20180201040838

(S9) "Tch." Marcus sneers at Dom's response. "Yeah, they can't seem to keep from squashing your shit. Best watch yourself, otherwise Samia might send you to the moons with her famous slap of 'Devine Justice'. Now if you'll excuse me." Marcus picks up Aua by putting his left arm under her legs and cradling her. "I'm going to go set Aua down somewhere comfortable so she sleep this shit off."

While Marcus walks off, Samia turns to Sheba. "Ok Sheby. Dunk this next shot. I wanna beat this pig." Samia then pinches Sheba's rump to sober her up. All the while Marcus doesn't go far from the game table. He sets Aua carefully down on an open couch, grumbling over Dom's appearance.

"There you go Aua, just sit tight here and let the alcohol wear off. I'm thinking I'm gonna let Sam and Sheba win, just so that Dom jerkoff will go away." Marcus takes a moment to look over Aua, before getting up. "Aua, you want me to get you anything before I go back to the game? Some water, juice, food, anything at all?"