Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26854056-20170127182024/@comment-26854056-20170209212249

Duck mischeviously grinned, clapping her hands in a creepy satisfaction.

"Wait wait! Restez-y une seconde!"

She rushed out of the little cubicle, almost pushing over Quail who was reading a withered copy of moby dick.

"Frère, frère! Pouvez-vous porter ceci pour moi s'il vous plaît? C'est pour une très bonne chose!"

Quail flinched looking at the tuxedo that was crumpled in her arms uneasily. It was rare for her to speak french, but now, something seemed a little... Odd.

He squinted his eyes slightly before giving in to her puppy eyes.

"Alright Ducky. Why... This though?" "Oh, soyez tranquille! Vous verrez plus tard grand frère ~"The ten year old shoved him in lightly, giggling while sitting on one of the chairs in front of the dressing rooms.