Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20151220235326/@comment-5543592-20151229015752

Crimson shrugged, settling back in his chair. "It was my idea, after all.  Technically, you're obliged to."

Scire fumbled blindly with her, tugging at her clothes and desperately holding her to him. Eventually, he reached back up to pull her hood back.