Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26268426-20171020114946/@comment-26268426-20171030154618

The husk jade is cut to pieces.

Prasiolite: Wait! You don't need to do that!

A gem comes out of the ship.

Backup Gem: Who is the supervisor of this colony?

Prasiolite secretly puts her manuscript into the supervisor's pocket.

Supervisor: I am!

Backup Gem: I'm here to have you executed!

All the husks drop, lifeless. The ghosts come out of them and ascend to the sky.