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SMARTASS
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OOC: I think Beladere deserves colored speech too.
Beladere has been a bit busy near the end of the battle. His last attack had been a bit too much for his Rocket Launcher, and a few repairs were needed. He was confident in his allies' ability not to die horribly in the few moments he was busy. As he was blown clean off the cliff by Akane's shockwave, his theory was proven to be correct. Hastily casting a spell, he floated gently down to the ground, grinning from ear to ear. "Well that was big fun, wasn't it?" He declared loudly, cocking his (now repaired), rocket launcher. Smoothing down his hair, Beladere sidled over to Rem. "Hey Boss." He began. "These reinforcements that are going to chase us, what exactly can we expect from them?" In his mind, Beladere was already picturing the epic battle between himself and the enemy forces. And the subsequent gratitude of all nearby women. "You know, just in case we meet up with them."
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Do geese see god? Everyone is an asshole. Including me. Especially including the double asshole who read this and nodded smugly. |
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