-since there are no handy meteor-sized rocks around, what looks to be two thirds of the city's rubble lifts itself off the ground in a haze of blue and hovers for an instant around Hideyoshi-
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian
Pokémon Alchemist
-Walks up and watches.-
In our heart, Mr. Ando will always be a penguin.