10-28-2020, 06:04 AM
(This post was last modified: 10-28-2020, 06:09 AM by Selina Parcellus.)
Selina yelps a little as she is toppled over, feet over head, and lands on Tomeal's chest, their armored breastplates clanking in protest. The proud Selunite looks down at her faithful companion, fiery hair draped all around, and can't help but laugh at how fate treats them.
"Not too disappointed, are you?"
"Not too disappointed, are you?"