Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20170919032125/@comment-27550231-20170922044205

(S9)

The avatar daintily rests her chin on the back of her free and and sighs desperately.

"I do not care for what title thou claim to hold. They are all meaninless to me as thou hast yet to give me your name... Besides. I only answer to my most prestigious Lord! Thou hast no authority over me lest alone in the presence of my master! Begone, I grow tired of your backwater accent and most crude use of language! You are a disgrace to those who created the language and those who created our kind!"

The figure behind the MI waves his arm wich caused Jorge's arm to yank away from Kittycut. "Woah! What was that about? Because it really doesn't look like you had it under control. Maybe she has a little too much sass... Probably get's her attitude from me."

He looks at his arm and grasps his wrist tenderly as if he had hurt it from the involuntary yank. "But that was strange. I didn't pull my arm away. it just moved on it's own... I don't think she likes you."