Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170602093859/@comment-29038468-20170711092426

"Hmm? Well I suppose that's due to years on end of constant worship that has given me the beauty you see before you~ Pfft, HA, I'm just messing with ya, honestly I think it's the air at the ranch. There's this certain...sensation and quality to it. I just feel so much better when I breathe it in. The sunlight and the back breaking work help a bit as well in my opinion. It's a life that's hard but full of rewards when you look at the little things in life. I was kept more or less locked up in a castle of my own back in the Sabbath, I hated the lack of freedom they gave me. I felt like a princess, though I guess I retained some of that air about me. I'm not proud of it though to be honest." Baph-chan says looking into the intricate design of Cur-chan as a knife. "Baph-sama..." Cur-chan mutters. "It's ok Curry, I'm fine." Baph-chan tells her.

"I'd like to enter her mind, if you'll allow me to. I feel it would be more effective then just simple talking. But I'll respect you decision on the matter Jeiel." Pir'e says holding Ozma's hand with a sad look on her face.

Drac-chan pouts being given an order. "Uhhhh..." A faint voice lets out. Drac-chan's tail stands up and her face comes to attention. "Isaac...?" She asks. "Huh...Draccy? Wh-where are we...? I-I can't see anything...are we dead? Did we...lose?" I ask faintly. "N-no dear...we're still alive. But yes, we did lose...for now anyway..." She tells me wiping the tears away and holding back her sobs. "What...where are the others?" I ask. "It's okay dear...they're just fine...we even got Ozma back from the bad guys...it's going to be fine dear..." Drac-chan tells me. She's breaking fast and won't be able to hold it back much longer, her eyes are watering up fast.