pick one

I'll take two

thats pushing it

no thats the word I will take...

i'll take pushing

you cant have one

*a tear slowly slides down her cheek*

 

*her lower lip starts to tremble*

we at the BT dont accept weak recruits, so toughen up soldier

*the tear slides down her chest, lingering on one pale breast*

On the nipple, no less!

I said toughen up soldier

*defenestrates a few Civvies in frustration*

 

 

I've no idea what that means, and I think I should be happy about it

im the same

*has an idea*

 

errr ... be right back

 

*Dashes out the room, down the stairs, and outside to where the civies are scattered around on the ground. Gouges out their eyes, channels a complicated little weave that turns the muscles trailing out the back into tiny little legs and feet, uses the True Power to give them some semblance of life, and also to form a slightly changed version of the Bonding weave. Scatters the little eyeballs in various directions to spy on interesting things for her.  Giggles at some of the things she can now see. Hurries back up the stairs.*

 

Sorry about that - just thought of something I had to do. *Salutes Tayol and attempts to look all tough and sheit.*

Huzzah!

spams

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*closed*

sorry this is page 15

 

:)

xd

 

Tayol: locks with a smile

It's his only pleasure in life, next to drinking copious amounts of whiskey, ofcourse. Which he must've been doing, since he miscounted in this thread :P