DeAndre wore a short that saids #Rykle Morbius Strong
(yeah, i knwo, i just wanted to say that. could they be like, partners in crime later on? like, he becoems her familiar, or just a really good combat partner?)
Willow sits up. abruptly. "Did i lose control again? i really need to look inot threapy for my PTSD... i swear the smallest thing triggers a mental breakdown..."
"I know some good therapists. I can put you in touch with them, if you want."
"umbra's KIA" he sheathes his sword
Willow smiles. "Thank you.."
Shade Waker wrote:
"umbra's KIA" he sheathes his sword
"Again?" Fumizuki made a sad sighing noise.
"he shielded everyone fumizuki when he was weak not from death but from being emptied of his power"
"Okie. I know that he do good thing."
"you still have his shield wrapped around you"
Meanwhile at the board game... "I'm going to bonk your head until you drop dead, laddie!"
"That's my line you piece of s-censored!"
Shade Waker wrote:
"you still have his shield wrapped around you"
"Huh?" Fumizuki looks around, trying to find said shield.
"Aight, that's it! Your getting another bloody drink!"
"In your face."
"its like an inch off your skin your wrapped in his energy"
"I'd be quiet if i were you, Nolegs. Isaac's reaching for his glass cannon."
"You know what, s- censored?! censored.mp3 it! censored. it, i'm splitting the drink with you two! Go f- censored yourself!"
Jacob: "Isaac, wait!"
"What? What the censored did i do?!"
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