Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160718203543/@comment-5543592-20160721230700

"Great, because we're going to get some outfits just for that purpose." Scire told him.

"Scire, I need ya ta do something for me." Crimson said, stepping in, and the Dunmer turned his head to look up at Crimson. "We'll need gold ta purchase clothes, and I don't 'ave enough on me ta do that.  Can ya run down to the ship and snag my purse?"

Scire frowned. "Why me?"

"'Cause I said so."

Scire shrugged, not looking convinced.

"'Cause me and Talin are goin' ta 'ave a private talk about girls and it's too much to hear fer yer virgin ears."

He took offense to that. "I am not a-"

"Go get my purse!" Crimson commanded him, pointing. "Or yer goin' ta the ball in rags and everyone is going to make fun of your big pointy ears."

Scire felt his ears, called Crimson a mean name, and then walked off in the ship.

"Now it's just us adults." He said, taking Scire's seat. "And we're not talkin' 'bout girls, by the way.  That was a lie.  We're talking about somethin' else, that involves you and me, but mainly me."