Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30717141-20180522010933/@comment-30700719-20180617020612

She raises an eyebrow at him, and slowly allows her hand to be pulled free. "You're dead, Derrick Elaine Rowland." She backhands the Khepri to the floor and grabs him by the shirt. "Fatally wounded when he fell eighty metres straight down, landing on his head and shattered his spine. The creatures beneath the temple swarmed him. Leaving. Him. Dead." She leaned in and surreptitiously undid a button on his shirt.