Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20160706093130/@comment-28358106-20160713033657

I turn and glare, wads of cotton sticking out of my nostrils. "Dou DID helb.  You rad id and punged me id de fade. Dad wad a LOD ob helb."

Lucida frowns. "Papa, stop it.  The bleeding has stopped already."

I pull out the wads and snort. "Still...I'm not one to ask for help. You did what you thought best, and maybe we need to discuss in detail exactly what that should be in the future.  Just...warn me next time." I grab Praetor's helmet and give it a few playful tugs, my eyes smiling. All is forgiven.

"I don't like the way that guy said I was a battery," Lucida says, shuddering.

"Don't worry about that, hon.  He can't tap your glyph energy. Nobody can." I put my arm around her.

"I know," she says, "But it still frightened me."