Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20170816034817/@comment-28718853-20170828103207

(S9/Prize Booth) Xinderas nods and takes the dagger. She gets in a combat stance, waiting for the first line of fruit to appear.

(S9/Alice) Dravela nods and says, "Ah, I understand now, thanks!"

She's about to turn away when her eyes catch the grand prize slot that she had yet to fill in. "Hmmmm...I probably shouldn't but, my husband always wanted his own boat for him and I to travel the seas with," she thought as the pen hovered over the blank line. After a moment of thinking it over, she shrugs and fills it in. "I'm sure my daughter will understand," she says as she sets the pen down by the form and goes to walk out."

(Flame) "You understand what I'm telling you honey? There are some variables that you just can't control," the Manticore inquires. Then she shrugs and adds, "But how can I stop you if I'm not there by your side? If you wish to join the Hunt, then by all means, join it.  But understand that I'm explaining to you what I simply think is best for you.  At the end of the day, the choice is yours, pray you don't make the wrong one."

The hologram cuts off, and Forjod has by now grown back to his regular size. He is just stunned, unsure of what to do. Valerie gets behind him and asks, "So, whatcha gonna do?"