I just don't get it. I've been out of Caelin for a week, simply a week, and now all the women hate me. I stopped for a drink and got kicked out of the pub before the door even closed behind me. The owner- a lovely, well-built woman by the name of Marie- told me that if I ever showed my lecherous face in there again that I'd be drowned in the ale. I
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Writing about me in your journal, are you? =smirk=
All joking aside, Sain, I've had several encounters with your double, as well as a few others. They're certainly up to no good. Those of us who are acting sane really ought to find a way to get rid of them before more show up.
I WAS an assassin... >_>
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That actually isn't too bad of an idea.
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Of course it isn't a bad idea.
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I knew you'd agree.
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Push them into a pit of poisonous snakes? Throw them to a mob of Mary Sues on Viagra? Dangle them like pinatas over a bunch of Mexicans?
...do we even have Mexicans?
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Nope. I could go for some, though.
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And we'd better watch out, too. The imposters seem to think that we're imposters and will probably be trying to get rid of us as well.
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I had to will myself not to become angry and lash out at him.
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[latches onto waist]
Please stop plotting my untimely death. It's creepy.
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Okay I'll stop then. We were only kidding, anyway. No hamr done. ^_^
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