WeepingWisteria

Luke took a deep breath, fighting back at least five scathing insults. "Of course, we have paper ." They opened a drawer by the register, pulling out a notepad and ...

“Golden lancehead.” Èlia flicked her tongue out again. “A type of snake. And yes. Plans. A plan is usually a good idea.”

“I’m Élia. This is my girlfriend, Seta. We’re hybrids if you couldn’t tell.” Her tongue flicked out.

Luke sighed. “Hey! Don’t be a hero, moron.” They huffed. “And Sarah, I told you to sit down!” They were starting to feel more and more like a babysitter. Why ...

Èlia kept her eyes narrowed as Seta wheeled her closer. “That fire isn’t natural.”

Tempest Briar entered the room with the chair, frowning slightly. “Okay. What next?”

Indeed, indeed. The poor thing looke terrified at the idea, so she just nodded. “I’m sure.”

Èlia hummed. "Let's join them then." She leaned back, grinning fully at Seta, fangs on display. "Wheel me over?"

Bubbles narrowed xer eyes at Milan's receding form. Oh yeah. Someone forgot the shoes rule. It was time to fix that. "Alright, Savi. You almost done?"

...he wasn't even trying to be funny. Tempest Briar has no idea what electricity is. XD Tempest Briar glanced warily at Pel. He was already an anxious wreck. He couldn't ...

Tempest Briar frowned. “Well, I can’t see what can be more shocking than being viciously dragged down to an underground prison where the currency is how long you let people ...

“Not mine!” Bubbles glared at Marsh. “Not. Mine.” Bubbles had a system and if someone else decided to come in and clean it, they would ruin everything and xe would ...

Echo took a deep breath and headed in too. At least Dagon was waiting outside. This seemed like the sort of thing he’d lament about. Fae stepped into the room ...

Bubbles glanced up at Savi. “Epic Kitchen Showdown Round Two or Living Room Mania Rematch?”

Tempest Briar followed easily. “Alright. No matter what happens, we stick together.”