Had the crew accommodated him from the outset, MINUTES could have been shaven off their arrival time. Instead, they INSISTED on trying to convince him that the course and speed he set for them to follow was too “risky” for the height of the tide that day. ‘It’s suicide!’ he recalled one knight yelling.
He was quick to remind the “brave” man exactly
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Dist jumped awake in alarm as a sharp pain was rather rudely introduced to his hand. Unfortunately, the sudden action caused the pain in his head to throb, reminding him that he had pain in other areas as well.
The fontech genius grimaced, then rubbed the back of his head and glanced around groggily. What had happened? Why did his delicate head hurt so horribly, thus damaging his delicate sensibilities? "A... Anise?"
Dist blinked, then looked up to see the scowling, rather unpleasant Asch the Bloody standing over him. Oh, not Anise. "...You?"
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Small wonder with the fontech nerd being the only available barrier against intruders. He was as intimidating as a moldy slice of bread. The sticky orange gunk clumped in his hair didn't help his case either. It certainly looked like he experienced one hell of a morning.
Asch grabbed the hand he had previously smashed under his boot, pulling him into a more dignified position on his feet.
"Anise was here, huh? The Fon Master didn't happen to be with him, was he?"
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"And Jade!" a tiny metallic voice chimed in. Barrelow X peered out from behind Dist's monstrous Kaiser Dist, staring at the two God-Generals with glowing-orb eyes. "Jade the Necromancer was here. Both Anise and Jade tormented Master horribly!"
Dist whirled to stare at his small creation. Jade had been in his secret laboratory? ...And Dist had missed him? "What!? Jade was hereBarrelow X nodded. "Uh huh. He hit you over the head and then he and Anise ran off. They said they had to go find the Fon Master ( ... )
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By the time Sync had found Dist in his lab, the fontech genius had managed to get his chair down from the ceiling but also cleaned the orange gummi out of his hair. Brushing his wet hair, Dist looked up to see Sync. He paused, then quickly threw the brush aside and laughed, hands on his hips.
"Hohoho, I'm so popular today~!" Dist said, smiling brightly. "What wonderful and absolutely vital service can Dist the Rose perform for you?"
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Sync crossed his arms and was glad for a different reason than usual that his face was protected from sight. He averted eye contact in an effort to look like he didn't care. "How long until the others report back?" he asked somewhat stiffly. "I guess you got left behind again. You should learn to fight for yourself. You're just as flimsy as that useless Ion ( ... )
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