Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190516025150/@comment-26517142-20190522005921

Resquill watches with a tender gaze...at the scene unfolding around Pir'e, Ophelia, and Isaac, plus the ongoing courting that Layfon was doing with Seiren. The Naetherkin Vampire sat on air as she listened to Layfon's stories. "Then.... you're a bigwig? Someone with authority? I'm afraid of too much authority. Does that mean you'll stay here and be 'authority-ey' on us?"

Samiah : Oh dear, that conversation seems to be failing. (To Samuel, as she returned to his side) Cayenne is doing well, then? (Samuel responds with a honest nod)

"It is much better to hear her speak...without the sound blockade of her cell." Samuel added as he sees Pir'e gushing over Ophelia. "She is a special child. One who has much promise and capability... it is of no surprise why she takes after you and the others of your ranch."

At this point, it is only now that Pir'e sees Samuel closely...and realizes he looks so much alike to Isaac. On the other hand, the Clowin Raggedy Bottom replies to her with her name. "I am Ragasia the Solitiare. Clowin of the Naether...and you are about to see the rest of my ilk. (Sighs) If they have the gall to show discipline."

"Battoria, have you told them that the guests are here via tele-path sense?" Resquill asked the Bathorie, who readily responds with waving hands. " I have! Gee. Trust me, will you? " A second later, one of the black entry points ripple and two figures step out.

One is a Mamono wearing a black trenchcoats adorned with shoulder blades of spikes and an inner coat with regal buttons and military pins hanging from it, juggling as she walked on dark-brown pants and curled heels. Her face... was an empty white. Her eyes were glowing yellow...and it seemed like she was bald past her headwear. 

The second was... a clown. But it was no ordinary clown. It was one in pale white, with streaks of red lining her eyes. She carried a balloon that floated quaintly by her side..and upon spotting her Raggedy-Bottom sighed and bowed slightly. 

"Arith the Insatiable." said Ragasia. Arith replied with a droning tone. "Hello sister. You brought the meatbags in, as expected. Like how word's spreading about from within the Clowin ranks? It IS a bold move, you know. Adopting a boy that I am sure ..you would use at the proper age."

Raggedy Bottom's eyebrows furrow and twitch. "You have some nerve...Pale Clown."

The noble Mamono turned to Repter and Jura. "You are..?"