shiba5 wrote...
I picture his eyes flashing glowy blue and back to brown over and over as Justice tries to /assumedirectcontrol and avert the crisis.
"Do you promise to shank his jory every day, to make sweet, sweet apostatatic monkey love, to possibly roll around in the blood of Templars and to figure out new things to do with your magic that involve his mast?"
"I do
ooo not aprove at all. This is a distraction, your obsession.""Why are there two of you? ... F-four of you? Where did my pants go?"
"Yes. Isabela.
No.
Yes."
"Oh, there they are. They're on my legs. Weird place for them."
Modifié par Kawamura, 19 avril 2011 - 07:20 .