Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20160819220438/@comment-26517142-20160827123015

(Cross sounds rad, Repter. Looks like you're gonna need data on that)

Langwidere hides her face behind her fan. "A ceremony would be delightful . But I wish to have my wedding ceremony.... in my own state. " (Aro raises an eyebrow) No, don't get me wrong. I will have my subjects plan something grand for the reception... and the honeymoon...... (giggles)

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Ixion: No.... for now, I bid myself adieu. (Bows curtly and hastly exits their mindworld. Ixion dashes away, crying).

''I want to help them. And I will. Why.... am I this keen on doing this? ''She tells herself. Cire sees her rushing away, unaware of the real reason why she was acting so..

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"Griffonvale?" Cybele's head tilts. "I haven't heard of a place like that. But I know Griffons... nasty flight-buggers.'

Ansherine nudges her shoulder. "Not to mention.. one once tried to snatch Jeiel and he ended up falling on top of you."

"Don't start."

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The Whiz smiles evilly."Cheeky little villain. You can't sweet talk a wisened madamme of Oz like that. But... I'll have you know I'm interested on making you my servant...." She flicks her wrist and Isaac is forced to sit.

"LISTEN everyone!" The Whiz orders. "I haave announcements."

Ozma wanders beside Vadine and Chyren. "Here she goes again with her sudden wordings...."