Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24080120-20140214001959/@comment-25151516-20140218123616

Dresden was seated when he heard the punch bowl splash, trying to hide his grin, he looked to a terrifying figure glaring at him.

Immediately, his mind raced.

''Now let's not panic. Okay... Glyph of Blinding Light? No, too flashy. Degaus? Maybe, if he doesn't beat my face in first. Dia? No, that would kill the mood. Cleaning it is.''

"H-Hey! Ciarán, right? Bit of an accident, I see. Lemme help." He noticed Dia's return, looking more lovely at that. "Oh hey love! Punch is on the table!"

He tried his Glyph of Cleansing on Ciarán's suit and face, trying to concentrate as hard as he could to not burst into laughter. When he finished and the Glyph was gone and finished his work, he burst into laughter and fell at his seat.

"Oh-ho jeez! heheHA! Totally worth it!"

He calmed down and looked to Dia. "Is it just me, or do you look prettier now?"