[bloody fingerprints are on the borders where someone had been flipping through pages, though it isn't wet]The body left is not Honor's, but the one claiming my face. You will know her by the burn on her face ( Read more... )

[written lightly]

Thank you to the two fighters that helped a few days ago with the zombies. I'm sorry I don't know your names. I was the red-haired one with the sword. And odd bursts of fire.

I'm aware that these guns contain paint.

Trust? Smoke? I believe we should meet up again for another spar, these guns particularly interest me ( Read more... )