both if you please.
Glareing down the barrel of his pistol, the former director kept the boy in is sights. The details of his features and frame eluded him, just another child on the streets. Those eyes, however, were a completely diffrent story. Such anger, such hatred. Only those of greatest hardship and personal vendetta could have those eyes and all of them were buried in rubble. Ignoring the childs efforts to conceal his movements, Victor decided to cut to the chase. "Who are you?" he asked.
yeah, I think.
what was that pic of the joker shooting a manager?
lucky, I get stuck in loops.
ooc: so I'll write what I think is right for now. Tell me what I need to edit. Bic: Standing tall in his seat, Shin Wu looked across the war table, watching the other generals argue and bicker. Anyone of them was more then capable of killing off his family and an even easier time putting a knife into his back. Still, his allegations were not set in stone just yet. All that he could do now was fight against the only people he knew were his enemies through and through, the yellow turbans.
how do you find these? xD
don't mention it. I haven't bee on myself ^^;
say what now?
it is because my hair is a mess in it's natural state >:3
*hair get's ruffled and glomped* good thing my hair is unruffable. ^^
"Don't worry about me." he murmered. Quickly, Vitctor removed his overcoat and wrapped it around Eva tight. She might catch a cold without proper clothing. While his primary attention was on her, he never let his gun drop. The director made sure that his gun was pointed straight at the stranger's chest. Maybe he was being paranoid again, but now wasn't the time for trust. Family first, ask questions later.
*pats your head* ssh, don't worry about it. do it when you get the chance, ok? I haven't had much time myself lately.
aww :why?: *hugs* hope you feel better soon. gonna post?
A gunshot rang through the alleyway, the sound crashing against the walls. "Stay back!" a voice commanded, a voice used to giving orders. "Don't you dare go near her. Eva, are you alright?" Framed in the light of the excited bulbs, Victor stood in the alleyway with his gun pointed in the are, smoke curling around it's barrel before dissapearing into nothingness. "Eva, what happened back there?"
ooc: recap please? what I miss and what am I supposed to be doing right now?
aw man, been ages since I've seen that one.
exhausted out of my mind, but alive. you?
ooc: you going to start us off?
morning rex.
