Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30700719-20170313134600/@comment-24026095-20170423234150

((No matter, I guessed as much. Though if a Dark Elf doesn't cook, she won't want to clean either. I guess.))

Lilith sighs. &lsquo;Fine, then the game's between us. Fire away! I could capture him with my charm even after he's got a harem here, so ... first, the battle about who cleans! I could use magic, but I see no compulsion to, not from you. Let's find out whose energy lasts longer! I only wish your sex sessions would last as long as a teleporting battle ...&rsquo;

She gazes around the kitchen in disgust, and spots the hentai mag. &lsquo;THAT'S PORNOGRAPHY! SACRILEGE! DISGUSTING!!!!!! ONLY DARK ELVES ARE ALLOWED TO FUCK AND ENSLAVE OTHERS, THAT WOULD BE A NORMAL DARK ELVEN MAG!!!!&rsquo; she shrieks, disorientated and furious about the idea of a dark elf being enslaved. &lsquo;That's it, my generosity is now out of these portholes! Call your kikimora or whoever cleans at home!&rsquo;

She leaps at the door, touches the ground with her finger and vanishes into slipstream space, wondering where the others are.

Yumi frowns at TJK's announcement. &lsquo;Wait a minute. No teleportations allowed ... is Lilith still stuck there? She won't be able to tap into the slipstream grid! Siri might have to hack that ... or would it work across different installations like in the game? No, wait, this isn't something we can just set up anywhere ... if Lilith can't come, what should we do? There are two of us now! This is so fucking irritating ...&rsquo; She claps her hand over her mouth at her swearing, glad no one else heard.

Claire flies across the deck, skidding to a halt with her metal boots and rubs her face. &lsquo;Okay, too much talk, no battles. I hope the other two will be safe,&rsquo; she whispers. She then raises her voice. &lsquo;Well, I doubt if I have corn for you to pop! But you've got enough chicken wings I could prepare.&rsquo;

She activates her jetpack and flies into the air, taking a bird's eye view of everything. Suddenly, a flash of orange light lights up the area, shooting through the Valk's head. Claire gapes. &lsquo;Was that a Binary Rifle ...&rsquo;