Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25547106-20160330002309/@comment-26852465-20160412203508

"They're awfully fond of each other, aren't they..?" Michi whispered to Armstrong, wrapping an arm around her, as she looked up at the sky. "They both seem so lively, around each other.. it abodes for good chemistry."

Eventually, the two of them did quiet down... DM carefully obserbed the grass.. at least where it had parted from the Sylph's trajectory. Where was it heading now?

(If you're feeling left out, still, Nota.. I guess here's a chance to do something.)