Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20161129060922/@comment-26517142-20170205133251

Jeiel shakes his head. He does not finish his sentence.

As Rhombi approaches an open plain, she hits her spear against the ground, and an entire array of Trumparts stand at ready, spears crossed above their heads.

 “Please. She awaits at the table. “ Rhombi instructs coldly. Jeiel nods at K’eth and he walks after her. Past the soldiers, sits the Queen of Hearts, accompanied by a sleeping Dormouse on a teacup, a Mad Hatter and a March Hare exchanging pleasantries.

“Son-in-law.. Welcome to the tea party!” Lustia opens her arms fondly. “ And I see you bought that.. thing too.”



“Harsh.” Jeiel eyes her with contempt. “ And as it seems, Luna, Charmine, and Elise are fine as ever.”

Luna: (the Mad Hatter) Hey…. How’s Nunnally?

Charmine (the March Hare): I can guess that he’s violated our Cheshire cous several times already. AH~ I want a piece of that too !

Elise: (the Dormouse, is asleep and doesn’t want to talk)