Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20131111010415/@comment-7497475-20131125231724

Hitting the ground next to Messer, Citrine watch Iris come to rest before them. Hearing his question, she answered immediately.

"Of course he'll like you! He likes me, and I like you! And you're like me!"

Trystin walked out, eyeing her company closely. Citrine ran into him, hugging him and narrowly missing his head with the barrel of Perish. He hugged her back.

"Hey Ci. You've been terrorising the city again haven't you?"

As she twisted back towards Messer, Trystin leaned on her head, feeling her nod. Introducing her friend, Citrine stood with a huge grin plastered on her face.

"This is Messer, he painted with me! This is my brother, Trystin. He lets me paint Iris!"

Turning under her brother's arm, she pointed at the airjet. Trystin stepped forwards, holding out his hand to Messer.

"Nice to meet you. I hope she hasn't been too much of a handfull?"