Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25547106-20160330002309/@comment-26852465-20160411235707

Michi blushed darkly, wrapping an arm around Armstrong as she gathered her own belongings together with telepathy; folding it all neatly into place. Her body language indicated that she wouldn't mind spending an eternity with Armstrong. No.. not one bit.

Tasha flittered around DM's head, soon coming to rest within his hair. Thinking of something, she gently grabbed some of his hair, flicking it like a whip. "Onward, o steed!" She declared with a giggle.. DM merely sighing as he began his forward motion.