Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-4681758-20140219044430/@comment-4681758-20140411112759

When Silver made it up to the source of all the commotion, he found half the crew huddled around a half-soaked Liadan, and Neon looked to be the source of the trouble.

Of course.

He held out his arm and activated his Semblence, and the water on Liadan vaporized into steam. He then walked over to the two, and instead of chewing Neon out again, simply smiled.

"OK, normally I'd yell at you again and cause you some sort of pain, but this is too good.  Liadan, he's all yours.  Whatever you come up with is ten times worse than anything I could think of.  ...And who tied this rope to the rail?!  We need this later!"

Ciarán could only listen to Neon's story in complete disbelief. He didn't think anybody would be disturbed? He couldn't believe it.

"Were you dropped on your head as a child?  Because I've seen more disciplined five year-olds than you've shown yourself to be."