Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20170816034817/@comment-26517142-20170816225606

The people bearing the ridiculous get-up seemed to stand,  offended at what Penelope said of them. "EXCUSE ME! WE are not just a party of foul mood-dressers, we are from the coven of the Baphomet of the White Surrender, Lleh Eht D'lrow!" said a man, only his mouth was seen from his hooded vestige. A Witch jumps in on the convo and screams, "LOLI DEPRAVITY is JUSTICE!!"

"AMEN TO THaT!!"

And at this, an entire group of hooded individuals bomb-rush Penelope, shoving their philosophy at her like she's some kind of new convert..

"Good Lord. " Ersha  squeezes past the people and tugs Penelope out of there before she could be suffocated. "Thank heavens you're small. You can go right through them." She comments. All the same, she returns her attention to Jeiel.

It was pretty evident, from the look on Jeiel's face, that he was caught in the act. Sweatdrops formed right at his brow and dripped down his forehead. "Uhh.... I can explain?" All the same, he could see the flaring from both girls and he is forced to make a kneeling bow. "I'm SORRY!"

Hmmm..." Instead of approaching Jeiel, both Haia and Ersha are now ogling at the sisters Gail like she was at trial. Ersha puts her paws behind her back and nears her to a point there was but a centimeter of distance from them. "You're cute."

"I can sense three women in this single form. Astonishing..." Haia thinks aloud. Jeiel stands up and introduces in length. "Gail sisters... Haia Bluward. Ersha Clawforth. My wives."