Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20170802162903/@comment-31049256-20170810054939

(Jeiel, Haia) Penelope lets out a laughing meow, "You don't have to be so ryude, especially to the cat that determines whether or not you get your extra time at the scratching post."

She walks over to Ersha, "I oryginally planned to help you byoth with whatever you needed, but if nyou'd rather she'd win alone," she cuts her eyes to the baphomet, "or perhaps her, I can do that instead."

She looks to the baphomet in full, "As to why she is here, myaybe she simply wants to take a break? Wyould you like to ask her?"

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(Jeiel, Jeiel) Saberu smirks, planting her sword in the ground. Jeiel then watches as the girls separate.

Saberu steps free of Yoroi, revealing a petite woman with long black hair. she wears no real cloths, but her bits are covered with the metal overgrowth common to cursed swords in a similar style to Yoroi's armor. The feature that jumps out the most to Jeiel is her missing left arm.

As he looks to Yoroi and Gaito, he can see they are in similar states. Yoroi, without Saberu within her, is even more worn than she initially appeared. She is missing her entire right arm, and for every place the armor crawls across Saberu, Yoroi is missing armor. However, as her spirit becomes visible, his gaze can't help but notice her busty, curvaceous figure, her body practically spilling from the openings in the armor.

He notices that rather than the pointed crown he initially saw, Yoroi's helm is flat. Gaito hangs from Yoroi's shoulders, holding a rod in her hand, revealing the pointed top to in fact be her MW. The red cloth mamono is now formed into a woman, and while she is tall, her figure lies in the perfect median between her sisters. As he looks down, however, he can see that the missing fabric at her bottom has left her legless from the knee down, the ragged cloth hanging limply looking slightly disturbing, though this is wiped away by her beautiful, gentle smile.

"We are simultaneously three, and one." Gaito begins.

"We're all what's left of a great and feared warrior of an age long ago." Yoroi adds.

"We share a connection, all being the only possessions of that old slave knight. We festered at his final rest for ages, until we were found by this girl." Saberu gestures to herself.

"We were then free, but like our old Master, we were lost without an arm to guide us. So we simply fought, for sustenance and for pleasure."

"Until the Boss met us. He beat us down, and then gave us purpose."

"For a while, but then he gave us something better. We now think on our own," Saberu leans on her sword, looking half-lidded at Jeiel, "and I can't think a better use of our free will than to flirt with you, right girls?

Yoroi and Gaito give their own affirmatives, and then they come back together once more.