Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-8267955-20150409111530/@comment-26949724-20150419051011

(Gawd I've missed these rps)

Ginny fiddled with a crab spike. She was using the spiked-up pincers to relieve stress. Not like she was a titan or anything, but she was, uh, pretty riled up.

She faintly remembered of the wide-known prank from last's dinner- even if she hadn't participated. In fact, if not for her over-serious brother dear, she could've escaped this meal's sorry butt and snacked at Briar's.

"Ergh. Ginny, stop using the crab spike ring. You can't be like Leonhart or a fictional character. There's no need to do the foolish things like that."

"Pffft?! You get pretty crazy at prankster times." She laughed, almost throwing her head in the air high up. "Besides, I think I'll be forcing my lamps to prank the Grimm dwarf."

Ginny sighed and majically zipped the aqua blue formal dress. She was secretly wearing rather moveable cloth- a matching top and denim blue shorts. She was also wearing blue converse, thankfully hidden under the skirt. Her hair was down and curled. Euugh.

And like his sister, Ginny's brother was masking clothes. He wore a black shirt, black jeans and blue sneakers which was enough for him to use a Masking Spell- not very amateur and sometimes tiring but allowed him to wear comfy clothes and look formal. Man, formal clothes sucked.

---With the group at present time---

"Huh?" Ginny said a tad louder than wanted, confused on what Pythia meant. They arrived pretty late and were only able to hear about last year's [brilliant] shenanigans and the diagram.

Rin just stood by waiting for orders.