Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28144855-20190510171354/@comment-26517142-20190527212430

Jeiel looked at Issei with a straightforward manner - his green eyes steeling in detail and demeanor. "Hey calm it boy. I'm not making any plans here. And if you don't know yet... I'm actually vouching that you guys stay safe amidst all this confusion so please..."

The minute his face darkens, a sort of face shows up - one nearly reminiscent of Aryan The First Horror. It sends a deathly chill on those who sees it. He speaks.

"DON'T. Call. Me. A freak."

Jeiel looks towards Lustia. "Dearest Aunt of mine....stop getting any ideas. I mean, you know how invested I am now. I am NOT interested on making myself marketable to any other person anymore. End of story."

Except you seemed to have made yourself marketable to that scissor-blade lady you have adopted into Oz.

Jeiel : HEY! CIRCE!!! THAT ISN'T UP FOR MENTIONING!!