Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20160528164845/@comment-29458028-20160601133602

"Assuming, of course, you can even touch me. Plus, what you going to take from me? My blood?" said Amarie, as her razor petals swirled around her, floating lazily on currents of air. She didn't look at all impressed by the threats, and her expression hardly changed. Amarie seemed confident standing in the middle of a maelstrom of pink.

"I don't even bother worrying."