Junkie: don't ya want a custom weapon?
Inverse: you know, its been so long. i don't even remember Legion: it was fred he said this with a chuckle Inverse got steamed and stomped on Legion's head
junkie: now there is the hades wit that made ya famous
Inverse picked up a rather beat up book and began to read Inverse: sly, you might want to read this.
Inverse: ah nastalgia, where is thy sting?
junkie: i detect the old love of torturing someone Junkie: don't worry. you didn't ask for a personal commision so i didn't make one for you
Inverse: says you.
Junkie smiled Junkie: does a dog bark? instantly weapon of all kinds came forth from the ground ranging from machetes to machine guns. Junkie: sorry, the weapons come in only one color. the blood read. that of our enemies.
Inverse: i was born with a name, stripped of it and given my new name.
Junkie: a person that can make a weapon. just like that. junkie pointed towards the spear. smithy: one with an acute control over atomic structure.
Inverse: tell me about it.
Junkie: good Junkie slapped the ground and a lightning spear came up from the ground Junkie: lady, gentle god. you have now made a contract with a smithy.
Inverse: nny? is that even a real name?
junkie acted like he thought about it Junkie: sure, why not. do you need any weapons?
Junkie: to beat her up. hey, where is that signiture hades fast talkin and wit i've heard so much about? Junkie: i could ask you the same thing
Junkie: and wheres that?
inverse: so tell me, what's your name again?
where melody is.
ooc: bummer. by then bic: Legion: im not standing up. i just lifted my head.
Legion's head purked up Legion: how did you know that?
