I'm sorry for what is about to happen, but it must. As a result, I hereby promote Gard (naturally), and also bert (for being loyal and active for so long).
Call your "officer" ranks what you will.
I originally looked at the forum because my ex-boyfriend was a member. I stayed in the humor section because I knew nothing about Magic. FL pretty much said the rest. I'm not sure how I started in colo...
I haven't heard from Wessel in forever. I last e-mailed him months ago and he hasn't replied.
Wysteria ran over and picked up the ball, then put it in her bag. She smiled to herself, but was more concerned with Eevee's injury. She knelt down beside Eevee and looked at her paw.
"We better get this looked at," Wys murmured. "Our new addition will need attention as well... let's find a center." She scooped Eevee up in her arms and headed for the edge of the forest by the road.
Wysteria dug her hand around in her bag until she found a pokeball. She pulled it out and threw it at the knocked out Seviper, hoping to catch it.
Eevee fell back and laid on the ground, exhausted. She tended to her paw.
"Tackle the head!" Wys said, now anxious. Eevee charged fast as she could with her hurt paw, so she limped a little, wincing as she ran. Wysteria worried that Eevee may not be charging fast enough for the crucial hit.
"Oh? And who would that be?" She leaned forward a little. "No, nevermind. Don't answer. Just tell me how I can leave at all. I mean, given what you've told me already, isn't that enough to "tattle" about?"
Eevee jumped to the side, but because of her hurt paw, did not jump as far as she meant to. Still, she went ahead and kicked sand at Seviper with her back legs, aiming for his eyes.
The man held his spear horizontally and and ducked to push the shaft of his spear into Baerst's, pushing it up over the man's head. From this position, the man swung his spear up to the right to slash at Baerst.
Call your "officer" ranks what you will.
Have a nice life, guys.
The voice calls to him again, What shall it now be? What shall this little world be?
I haven't heard from Wessel in forever. I last e-mailed him months ago and he hasn't replied.
"We better get this looked at," Wys murmured. "Our new addition will need attention as well... let's find a center." She scooped Eevee up in her arms and headed for the edge of the forest by the road.
Eevee fell back and laid on the ground, exhausted. She tended to her paw.