08-23-2020, 11:45 AM
[glow=grey,1,400]FOR ONCE, WHY CAN'T YOU JUST COME AND CHASE ME ? — [abbr=APHRA CIPHER, THE TYPHOON, CREWMATE, 4 YRS, SINGLE]｡+ﾟ.[/abbr][/glow]
The jungle juice was fucking awful and Aphra knew this. That being said, though, she enjoyed seeing how it effected others - even when she knew it scarred her. It was amusing to see others in mental anguish, and it was a nice break in getting absolutely beat up. What Aphra wasn't expecting, however, was others to go to the island as well, seemingly to check up on Paola. Unfortunately for the poor gal, Aphra wasn't here to be comforting.
"Stupid bitch." Aphra mused, hoping off the boat and trying to stabilize herself on three legs (considering the one was still broken). The way Paola was curled into a ball, clearly distressed and uncomfortable, was almost comforting to Aphra, in a twisted way. On one hand, it showed that the jungle juice ritual was just as scarring to others as it had been to her. On the other hand, it brought joy to Aphra to see someone in such a state.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]
"Stupid bitch." Aphra mused, hoping off the boat and trying to stabilize herself on three legs (considering the one was still broken). The way Paola was curled into a ball, clearly distressed and uncomfortable, was almost comforting to Aphra, in a twisted way. On one hand, it showed that the jungle juice ritual was just as scarring to others as it had been to her. On the other hand, it brought joy to Aphra to see someone in such a state.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]