Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160627235602/@comment-5543592-20160629230048

"Hey!" He protested. "That's going to bruise!" Crimson, however, had suffered much worse wounds than a birthday-punch before and did not let go.

He planted his feet and drove his shoulder forward, into her stomach, then hefted her up onto his shoulder like a sack of spuds.