Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20180109050017/@comment-31049256-20180127102919

(Hound) Aua giggles at Marcus' attention, scrambling to catch the ball before smiling innocently at Marcus, "I'll try Marcus, but I've only had hands for a few hours, and they've been tending to your lovely wife for a good chunk of it."

Despite this, her connection to Sheba obviously begins to influence her skill. She takes a shot, the ball falling just short and bouncing on the table.

It goes on to hop into a cup at the back row, but as it spins inside its mark Sheba is like lightning. She dips a furry finger into the cup, quickly yanking the ball from its mark before it can get wet. The ball flies up and back to Marcus' side.

Maria is too drunk to dodge, and the ball smacks into her head with a soft yet solid "doink!"

The werecat blinks, holding her eyes closed slightly longer than necessary, "What'd ya thumpme faaar Markeplier? Shitmi turn?"