Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-38868122-20190401233647/@comment-38868122-20190409061657

"Listen, just forget about everything. Please. I'm not acting weird, you're not acting weird, Mae's not acting weird. Got it? " Varnelle whispers to Crew during orientation. He almost nodded until he realized what she was doing. "You dirty little Beguiler." He poked her arm. "Wait- how do you know her name?"

"She said it, duh. Along with 'supposed to be a flareadon.'"

But Crew didn't buy it- especially now that Varnelle had tried to use her Beguiling on him. Why would she do that? She would NEVER do that. But before Crew can interrogate her, he hears a whisper. "Isn't your twin a pyrokinetic? That's like, a double woopsies." When Crew looked over, it was a tiny Level Two. He glared daggers at the little worm, and considered going 'full blown psionipath' on him, as Varnelle like to say. He couldn't help being very protective of her. But she seems focused on something else, she didn't seem to hear it.