Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32663439-20150320071751/@comment-29458028-20150327071415

Iona engaged in a staring competition. Her eyes seemed to change colour constantly from their usual green sheen, sometimes darker, sometime lighter. Her rate of chewing decreased as her stare hardened further.

A stab of pain broke her concentration and Raytheon clicked his fingers.

"Iona, stop annoying the slick serpent and eat your bread, you annoying little dipshit. All the useless things, you will carry along on our trip. If we want meals, you will cook it if we can't buy it. Don't even think of poisoning it" said Raytheon.