Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-44344165-20191226023600/@comment-44044902-20191226173106

(At this point, I'm just waiting for Ally to come on. Although I can spice things up a bit.)

While the two were making heart eyes at each other, Lyra had other ideas. Sure, her daughter agreed to spy on the Black Swan, but could you really trust a teenager with... issues? Lyra needed some action.

Being a vanisher was extremely helpful in so many cases, like stealing a bunch of elven "identity potions". And getting into the Black Swan's hideout. And faking being an innocent, naive little 13-year-old.

"Help!" Lyra screamed, already in her child-like form, and stabbed the knife she also stole into her skin. It hurt, a lot, but it made her look so much more believable with fresh blood oozing out. Tears leaked out of her eyes, which she really wanted to stop (being emotionless was trademark), but of course, Lyra didn't do anything half-full. She wanted some action, after all. "Please, help!"