-Tucked up nice and comfy, upside down-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Believe it or not, we both have ties of nobility in our blood, Yuffie.
You said you were the heir to the throne of your home nation, right?
By comparison, I am the son of Lord Raynar Tapferin of the Seven Stars of Gjallarhorn, the ruling council which controls the organisation I work for.
...And besides, I could do with some friends if I'm gonna be stuck out here for a while.
edited 17th Mar '17 4:55:16 PM by G2BattleConvoy
"We all fail. We all make mistakes. That is what makes us human."Arrows fly towards Johnny's wings.
dead devotionWell, see — the funny thing about my homeland is that a bunch of assholes with giant robots and supersoldiers showed up and wrecked everything, and now I gotta turn a demilitarised tourist trap into a real country now that we went an' killed 'em all.
-Crosses her arms- But you ain't worth getting all worked up about, so apology accepted, I guess.
The man he was trying to kick fades away. He appears behind Link. The Hylian turns, thrusts his shield into his body. He goes down. The one on his feet jumps. Link falls to the floor, tackled. The man grabs his arms to restrain him. Link rolls; the man is under him, he loses his grip. Link sends an elbow into his face.
edited 17th Mar '17 5:28:02 PM by Boxen
dead devotion

"Uh..."
and then she notices the bat
"... that."