Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20170112225309/@comment-28358106-20170201000030

(Finally home. What a day.)

Cyndwella looks over unenthusiastically. "That one," she says flatly, pointing to the unlabeled bottle.

Hex slides her plate in front of Cyndwella as Grettle sets hers down. "All right, Mistress, here you go. Eat up!"

Leaning on her elbow, Cyndwella turns looks away. "I tried telling you I'm not hungry, but you didn't stop to listen."

"Here, try some!" Hex takes a forkful of egg and holds it up to Cyndwella. "It looks delicious!"

"I said no, are you deaf??" Cyndwella scowls.

Hex pushes it into her face. "Eat it! Eat it or you won't get anything later!"

"No! I don't wanna!" Cyndwella bunches her face up and turns away.

"Mistress, Eat!"

"No!"

"Eat!!"

"Okay, I will," Cyndwella snaps, "But remember, you asked for it! Hehehehe!"

ka-BAMF

Everyone suddenly finds themselves in a darker, much more elaborate, more decrepit version of the dining room they were just in. The candles burn with a blue flame, and the soft glow of the dully lit sky filter through the windows. The main difference being, the room, while the same size as before, has rounded sides.

"What in..." Hex drops her fork on the plate, looking around.

Cyndwella daintily picks it up and takes a bite, chewing thoughtfully. "Hmmmm...not bad, not bad at all, buttercup. You really came through this time." She takes another bite.