And she just threw her parasol at the door, maybe hitting some people. "That's gonna be fine."
he had grabbed it and like a steel missile it flew out embedding itself in a tree
*Insert crouching to avoid the parasol* "Guess anything CAN be a projectile, if it's thrown hard enough."
Bito walked over to shade and simply have him a peice of candy "come in Lady Dahlia" Of course the only way she knows this is code reading
he denies the candy he didn't want it
You got your parasol, then you kicked open the door, again, then went in the bar, again.
"are you going to behave"
" Don't start shooting, I am not removing any bullets " Eric said as he sat next to Fumizuki
"if i shot a bullet it would go through them turning their brain matter into mush and paste on the wall and floor"
"Of course it would! Brains don't stay intact if it's been hit."
"no der sherlock especially not when its 50 calibur of lead entering and exiting your feeble excuse of a head"
" It could almost miss an important organ. There has been cases of people surviving getting shot in the head "
"i don't miss"
Bito stood silencely next to shade, she snacked on a burrito
he was wearing a jet black arm cover on his arm that had been singed to nearly nothing by dragon fire
Her other "forms" took intrest, causing her to glitch "ow...calm down you three your gonna hurt us"
"no you can't see under the cover they are my scars to hide"
"theres your answer Mr.G " A dark aura came over her just a moment before it disappeared "keep it to yourself you pest"
"here kid take this" he tosses her a cross of pure silver hissing in pain as he hands it over
She took it tho it would have no effect on the ghost that is Mr.G "i appreciate it" This would only motivate her more to keep them controlled
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