Hey Urami, how long ARE you planning on sticking around? and just WHAT is your end game here anyway?
Urami: Oh I’m not going anywhere for a while. Haines and Chung are paying me a lot of money to play muscle and bodyguard for them. And I do not have any sort of end game. I just want to bolster my reputation as a mercenary and a fighter. Who knows, maybe I could always have time to fight Grohl sometime.
Sunny @ Urami: *Gasps* "Are you one of those mafia guys I've heard about? :o You kill people right? (I mean you look like you've taken out QUITE few people there..) Do you think you've ever been haunted by ANNNNY of the people you killed??????"
Urami just glared at the odd banette. What was that thing on its eye? Was that its eye? Well regardless she asked a question. “Word travels fast huh? The minute I come here, every freak comes out and asks me questions and shit! For the record, given the nature of my job; yes, I have killed before. However, no one has haunted me. I believe it is because I tend to not let those things bother me. Can’t be haunted if you don’t feel guilt.”
Hey Lenox, do you think tongue twisters would be easier or harder now that you're a likitung?
Lenox: Yeah. I got a tongue twister for you right here.
The mon moves her tongue to form a middle finger. Except when she went to try and undo it she found her tongue had tightened in a not. She tried to untangle the massive tongue, which caused her pain, each time she tugged.
Out of breath and exhausted. But from what? He had been sleeping all day but the headache just wouldn’t go away. The room was spinning, voices echoed. Where was he?
Who’s bed was this….
Everything smelled so familiar and yet…nothing looked familiar at all.It was frustrating. Angering. Saddening. Frightening. All at once, there were so many emotions flooding his head, he couldn’t bare it. A figure approached him. He couldn’t make out who it was, but their voice silenced it all for the moment.
“You haven’t been yourself lately, buddy….what’s the matter..?”
The pounding of his head made it hard to process the other’s words
“Did you eat something?? Is that why you’re so sick….?”
They had a soothing sound to their voice…
“Just…..please. Tell me whats wrong….”
Who were they?Who was he?
whoever they were, he had finally felt at ease thanks to them…with this pleasant thought, he finally closed his eyes