Board Thread:Mythical Roleplay/@comment-34928186-20181014015705/@comment-34928186-20181026235732

Her speech got ragged and the woman's eyes darted around in her irritated mood. Rucoa took the calused hand off of his large (I lowkey wanted to say thick but im like no that's just weird) neck. He didn't have a thin frame. Wondering where he got his food she took a moment to contemplate his words before muttering out shakily in bad English, "Food.....Source...I want- Food Source."

"Alright baby just come over here. I'm making my green bean casarolle tonight. Your daddy knows all about his crazy little targets." She looked at Lance's attitude snapping out, "Lance I've had enough of your attitude for one day young man. Tomorrow why don't you two try to go track down your daddy's target and bring it back alive." she smiled holding and oven mit, "You boys need some good bonding time."