by Gee-chan » Mon Mar 31, 2008 1:51 pm
Although startled (Where the heck did she come from?) Absol remained calm. "None of them are 'my' team-mates." she said, "And you never were."
Her sickle, which most of the time was soft, stiffened and sharpened, forcing Mew to release her grip enough for Absol to wriggle free. She turned to face Mew. "Did you have something you wanted to ask me?" she said
I'm looking at the world through a Jaffa-cake filling.....
Let the loli's hit the floor.....
Things to do before you die: Number 57: Lunge wildly at The Pope!