Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20170112225309/@comment-28358106-20170116050832

The Devil looks up to Cyndwella, who jerks her thumb towards the door.

"Get out." The Devil gives a hasty bow and takes off. She turns and looks to Eva.

"You sure? I mean, um, I didn’t think you were actually capable of saying those words.  But, I understand why.  Believe me." She looks off to one side, thinking about something. She looks back.

"Eva, I...have to go do something today. Tell Marcus I won't be around.  I hope to be back by this evening, but...I don't know.  I really don't know." Her face has lost its usual impish humor and now is distant and somewhat sad.

(Night)