Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20160716191324/@comment-5583506-20160719132553

Have been working this body for quite some time now, she reflected.

She sat up in bed, covering herself up with the sheets. "It was nice", she said. "Though I better get going. My brothers are probably tired of waiting."

"I am tired of waiting", growled Ward lowly.

"Temper", said Pestin. "You know what the Old Man thinks about it."

"Hmph. Anyway, she shouldn't be interact with people this way. It's not normal."

"You think she might get knocked up?" asked Famian.

Pestin shrugged and lit a new cigarette. "I don't know if that's even possible to be frank. But then again I do recall that time when we believed that she couldn't handle any other weapon than a scythe." He shrugged. "Turns out that we were wrong."

"Well, whatever she is doing with that man, she better hurry it up", grumbled Ward. "I grow anxious to act."