excuse me?
sick, you?
hey there.
The prince couldn't answer. How could he? Everything that he knew was crumbling. All he could to was try to compose himself. Slapping his face, he tried to regain some color into his drain complextion.
Gex nodded slowly "fair enough."
"I can't even remember how you convinced me to come here."
"A tea shop? You have got to be kidding."
Gex waves his hand, shaking his head. "don't mention it. So why did you contact me again?"
so you gonna post in anything?
we'll talk tommorow you gonna clean out your inbox?
Gex had to smile "I have to ask, how did you find me?"
Quietly, Gex creeped up behind Pheox "It was wise to have called me Pheox. I don't know how you have all survived so long."
have fun, alright?
you too sir *extends hand*
yush, pezz am.
Stunned, Envon saw the whole thing, everything. Every damn aspect of the event was impossible by any means all together. His blade clattered to the ground. The hardened metal ricochet off the hard stone and sending and sound that split the silence. Through twitching lips, The sly prince could only mutter one phrase. "What...are you?"
true enought there Pezz.
*watches, eats popcorn*
so you want me to go all cliche?
and...I have no idea how to respond ^^;
