Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-4598697-20190103183612/@comment-31597382-20190126144117

Larkin grunted, annoyed. He looked towards Opal, a pleading look on his face.

"L, you know I have literally no control of my magic." Opal protested.

Larkin tugged on her arm. "I'm serious. No control! What if I take your mouth away permanently huh? What then?"

He clasped his hands together in a begging manner.

"I will try, Lark, but no promises." Opal resigned herself to try. Nothing happened.

From behind Larkin, the camera started to sing!

''"I think you might have given the camera a mouth." ''Fauve said.

"I know!" Opal moaned.