Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27661770-20180102013914/@comment-26892768-20180103160204

(hmmm not a lot is happening right now)

(let's fix that)

To say that Eliza is not having a good day is an understatement.

"Maintaing my cover was far easier when there wasn't a force likely to forcefully indoctrinate me if they found me or a certain group of universe hoppers that keep ''damaging my car..." Eliza mutters to herself as she watches her bodyguards deal with the most recent damage to her limosuine - a tree that saw itself fit to impale itself through her vehicle - more specifically, the engine. ''The fact that it's dead now doesn't really help much.

"Well, I never thought I'd be using tree clippers for vehicle matinence..." Horace remarks as he snips away at the dead branches, handing them to Albus.