Board Thread:Mythical Roleplay/@comment-27147599-20170402005818/@comment-27824390-20170402023332

Tressa snorted, appearing behind him, she wrapped her arms around his chest, and went on her toes to rest her chin on his shoulder, looking at him-with the innocence still somehow burning bright in her eyes. "Not when you don't have your hood on.." she whispered softly, happy that her hood was over her head to cover her face

Seethe smiled softly at her, "I'm fine, Alive.." It's called 'you sending that damned woman to stop me from finding them out last time he messaged Devil with a scowl, his hood still over his head.