Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20170609225054/@comment-26288702-20170616032009

Armata growls and violently shakes his head in distress as he feels Nezon's slime enter through his ear. As she bolts, he dives his little finger into his ear and frivolously excavates whatever he can.

Armata:"Graah! Damn Shoggoths, those creatures are so repulsive sometimes."

As he continues to dig in his ear, Imperia strolls up with a smile.

Imperia:"It's time my Lord, the guests are beginning to take their... my Lord. What happened?"

Armata:"Praetor's damn adoptive daughter Nezon put her slime in my ear! This is the exact reason I refuse to interact with people not under my command. I would have her scrub every floor in the castle for this!"

Imperia:"Calm yourself my Lord. It was just an accident I'm sure. Now let us get moving before all the good seats are taken."

She wraps an arm around Armata's and leads him to the ceremonial hall, all the while he continues to dig in his ear.