-And there is a loud glutural growl-
-Though as quickly as it comes, the fog leaves as quick-
-And you all find yourself in the middle of a familiar, forest clearing-
-Welcome back-
-Its a huge chunk-
-And that taste, its better than anything you have ever tasted - exotic seafood by the taste-
-She is whimpering and crying, holding her arms and curling up on the ground-
edited 11th Jun '15 12:21:29 PM by f1r3lemon
всегда верен(something else to cry about, Kaneki)
(namely a whip's end smacking right into the face with enough force to knock a grown man down; arresting any attempt at escaping)
(its wielder: this sexy motherfucker
◊, now ready to swing again while placing himself between him and Liman. His expression is unreadable beyond contempt)
edited 11th Jun '15 12:22:26 PM by FergardStratoavis

She hasn't given you any trouble over me?
—!
(quickly plants her sword in the ground)
(intent on creating a shield of wind around the group, to shield them from whatever possibly harmful effects the fog brings)