Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20160822091911/@comment-13488655-20160825082742

(Yeah that'll work. :) )

Hansel joined in rappidly punching the door, pounding with all his might as the damage started to come faster that the servant on the other side could repair with her semblance. It was starting  to crack under the pressure.

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Madame Juliet began to pace a bit as the punches started to echo into her room, waiting for the first part of the mindwriting, the thoughts of Ranna being nothing more that a prized servant or pet, to be firmly planted into her mind, then the next part, complete and loyal servetude towards her.

".... I'm the last of your old friends and allies Zircon... But don't worry, soon another will take our place..."