Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20181001230640/@comment-31049256-20181017004950

(Thomas/Jorge) Kittycut looks to Thomas wide eyed, but moves to where she was directed and sits, perhaps ironically, like an obedient dog. She obviously squirms when the others begin lifting Tirush, but doesn't move unless directed by name.

Sun-Mi, for her part, holds her end of Tirush without incident, as well as keeping an eye on the others and the silk to be sure to halt the lift if things begin to show signs of collapse.

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(Marcus/Armata) "Oh, thaa-UURP-at makes sense." Leoreo burps as he finally deigns to take notice of the pair outside with him, "It had to b-be some shit of yours that caused this, righ-r-right, D-Dick'Sange!"

He pulls free a new, full bottle of his unlabeled liquor and guzzles a bit before pointing at Armata, "I don-don't know wh-UURAA-at the hell a "Parmool" is," He swings is opposite arm wide at the house, "but why-w-w-why the hell did you let it hit Tirush hard enough to do that!?"

He then points to both of them, "Now I don't expect either of you asshats to realize this, b-UUUURP-ut she is well beyond fucked up. The fact that she's such a powerful creat-t-ture is probably making the surgery even harder than it already is. She's basically a damn enchanted leather sack with a shit ton of broken everything ins-IIIIIURP-de."