Board Thread:Mythical Roleplay/@comment-28634206-20161230005857/@comment-28934884-20170102141458

Chesire blinked, glancing back over his shoulder. "Might as well go back.. Or.. Do something." He said. He sat up, but quickly tumbled off the roof. Gasping with surprise, he stupidly tried to grab something to hold on, but in a flash, he was laying on the ground, a small puddle of bluish blood surrounding his head. His knees and elbows were scraped, and his head was bleeding out.

Mackenzie glanced at Alice and finally said. "Thanks for giving me the chair." She said, then leaned over, whispering something in her ear and making cat ears. Then falling motion, then laying down motion. She nodded at Alice.