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discedo_logs2008-05-11 02:01 am
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Who: Torn and San
Where:Gol Gohl Street
When: Right after San's first post.
Rating: PG-13 for safeness
Summary: Torn's antsy and wants to play hero. San's confused and will probably eat his face--IN THE BAD WAY. We'll just have to see how this turns out.
the log:
Where:
When: Right after San's first post.
Rating: PG-13 for safeness
Summary: Torn's antsy and wants to play hero. San's confused and will probably eat his face--IN THE BAD WAY. We'll just have to see how this turns out.
the log:
Needless to say, he wasn't very thrilled to know he'd beaten his--rather Sir Hellsing's escorts to the chase on San. Maybe it was irritation at the knowledge they weren't working as effectively as he would have liked. Granted, most were kids. Most were back at the apartments somewhere sick or sleeping. He couldn't count on them to be like his old soldiers--the one's without lives Then again, saying any of them had lives here was...pushing it.
The rain was ever obnoxious. Nice of Razer to lead him his jacket, though. Made this a lot easier. Granted...Razer didn't exactly know it was being borrowed, but the guy was nice enough to share. He'd get it back, besides. Wouldn't be missed.
...stupid rain. It never rained this much back in Haven. None of that ice crap, neither. Who ever heard of the sky getting pissed enough to spit down chunks of ice? Bah, anyways.
Lander suddenly came to an end, branching into Gohl. He hoped the girl was actually here--that San. Didn't sound so sure about where she was headed, San. If he was on some wild goosechase cuz she couldn't admit she was lost...
Torn ripped back his hood, exposing the forearm-long ears to the elements. Right away he regretted it--flimsy cartilage being batted around in the wind and rain and sweet merciful Mar was it cold out. But that girl would need proof he wasn't a human, right?
"San?" He called, running towards the forest. "San, it's Torn!"
The rain was ever obnoxious. Nice of Razer to lead him his jacket, though. Made this a lot easier. Granted...Razer didn't exactly know it was being borrowed, but the guy was nice enough to share. He'd get it back, besides. Wouldn't be missed.
...stupid rain. It never rained this much back in Haven. None of that ice crap, neither. Who ever heard of the sky getting pissed enough to spit down chunks of ice? Bah, anyways.
Lander suddenly came to an end, branching into Gohl. He hoped the girl was actually here--that San. Didn't sound so sure about where she was headed, San. If he was on some wild goosechase cuz she couldn't admit she was lost...
Torn ripped back his hood, exposing the forearm-long ears to the elements. Right away he regretted it--flimsy cartilage being batted around in the wind and rain and sweet merciful Mar was it cold out. But that girl would need proof he wasn't a human, right?
"San?" He called, running towards the forest. "San, it's Torn!"