Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170801185328/@comment-26854056-20170805212908

Elijah chuckled at Jeydon's flustered form, still scrubbing his cheek to try and get rid of the ink that stained his mouth. Turning back to his beloved, he tilted his head;

"I think... He wants you to paint Rafeal? But why? You'll still recognise him when we all get past the gate, right?"

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Finch spat out the cup of presumed water onto the floor, stifling hysteric snickers and laughter into her robe as she folded in on herself, almost falling onto the floor.

"Quail motherfucking Treolark?! A father?! Dear god that man should not be allowed to even be in a fifty-foot radius of children, let alone become a parent to one! Bastard got us into all sorts of shit when we were young- Wait."

Her face dropped,  getting back to her feet with a small scowl on her face.

"Rin? Rin Lei?!"