Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28718853-20190424132336/@comment-26517142-20190527024707

Cybele stands in front of the empty field, as though she is trying to concentrate. Jeiel and Ran stand beside her..as they keep a watchful eye on what the Troll plans to do.

"It's part wood, right? The construct." Cybele asks for clarification. To this Jeiel answers with a nod. "Alright. I can definitely pick it up. Here we GO!"

AND Cybele slams her hand on the earth. In an instant, a gigantic vines, blue-green and with a thorn stem, sprouts from the earth, rupturing outward and growing higher and higher until it ascended into the upper stratosphere.. searching for what she had sent up there.

Right now, it seemed like Ran kept a peaceful stare at Cybele and her work. She didn't seem to care about what Ikuna thought - or what the rest of them thought of them. They were simply doing what they believe was right.

"... you're getting better at the 'emotion' thing, Ran." Jeiel commented to Ran, who merely raises an eyebrow and a faint smile. "I try."

"Hold up. Let me call home." Jeiel taps at his necklace. "Direct link. Sebyl Sheena." The moment a ping signalled a connection to another communication line, what Jeiel heard next was a blasting screech.

"ABOUT DAMN TIME YOU CALLED!!"

"WHOA WHOA WHOA! What's with the hostility?? (pushes ear closer) H..Haia?" He said as he heard his Holstaur wife's voice.

"Why yes, Jeiel-sama. I am in place of Sebyl-san because she is fuming mad at what you just did..."

".... (to Ran) You told them?" Jeiel asked with sweat drops on the side of his face. Ran tilted her head as a response. "Are we not supposed to be truthful?"

"Good Lord..."