Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20160903202816/@comment-28144855-20161004170246

I look at Anya and point at her Striker unit. "Those does not grow on trees, you know." I tease her exeing the flying contraption laying on the floor.

"Y-yes sir." She stutters and quickly proceeds to right both 'leggings' up, placing them on a simple stand I materialized.

She then expectantly turned to me with stars in her eyes as I sighed yet again, shaking my head.

"Once the battle is over, I'll give you something, but only IF you stop pestering, Deal?" I smirked looking at her nodding with a trick of drool in the corner of her mouth, thinking about the next piece of equipment I'll give her. "Deal!" she shouted, as if in a trance.

I turn to all the contestants, the ones that already battled as well. " Since I'm enjoying the sportsmanship here I will chip in a special something. Devon here alredy recived one, and Princess will recive it on our special day, so one among you will get a special gift." I state simply, leaving out what it is.

"Also Devon, before we go home, we will stop at the closest Tricoromille, my Treat! Princess, did you had their parfait? Devon loves it, you have to try it." I say at Langwidere playfully.