Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25113070-20160306112250/@comment-5426290-20160511190206

Clair panicked, fearful from Ana's skin nearing her own while she tried to reclaim the blanket. Instead of pushing Ana away with her hands she tried to fold the blanket over Ana and try to push her away like one would do with a plastic bag over a freshly laid dog-turd. "Don't touch me, the blanket is mine!" (/>o<)/

Mesmerized by the sight of the two girls Percival with a red blush on his face watched with a simple happy smile. Thoughts ran through his head of wanting to get in on that, but in the back of his head the steady miniscule loss of stored magical energy kept him busy with the spell that kept Alec alive at the moment. "So beautiful.."

Behind them Dunnel had just finished forcing a chair into the hole where the couch had stood, plugging it up quite over abundantly. He stepped back to the bedroom where he looked down over Alec. "Will Duskhelm be fine?"

From the hole under the bed Alec could see the head of the Arachne peek up, narrowing her eyes at him and the heavy feet of the giant that had forced her back into her den. She looked non too happy, but with a room full of people likely to interfere she made no move to grab Alec's face. (=.=)