Jan 16, 2014
•corxleo
To Vesden, it was quite ironic that he had happened upon the so called "Knight" that had once taken to protecting the very woman SCYTHE was hunting so vigorously. Kinda of like when you learn a new vocabulary word and then suddenly start seeing it everywhere, but completely different. "Greetings and salutations," waved the clone from his seated position on some random unimportant park bench -- half the fun of this whole ordeal was seeming impartial to both parties. "You wouldn't happen to have a handkerchief would you?"
