... um, what's new?
Dein sighed as he watched her from a distance...
"Anyways, i should go see how Jamei handled it... cya!" Dein explained walking off. ooc: pm me the speech plz!!!! (I love alternate endings and story plots:))
ooc: um, *resists urge to type in your real name* your books aren't that good, sorry to tell you that but you lack emotion, it's always Said, nowadays i say anything but said unless i have to, anyways back to the rpg. oh wait... damnit! TDGW isn't on we can't continue!
ooc: ... wow you really are amateur aren't you? it should of been said, and stuff, i thought you said you knew how to write this stuff anyways!!!
ooc: same here, we live in different hours not days... (you're either 10-15 hours behind me i think...) "I didn't get lucky..." Dein disagreed shaking his head. "I was taught by a palace guard who specialized in rapiers, so that was simply pure skill..."
ooc: maybe... who knows? "Derek" He offered his hand.
ooc: haha we get it 50c cheaper!!! *sticks out tongue* "Um, we still don't know each other's name's..."
ooc: i will but i'm hiding it right now...O.O oh and when we enter the next town we should all be online because i'm sending him on a shopping spree for swords!!!O.O yes he has a fetish with swords!!! (or more correctly big swords!) "But do you get my point?" Dein asked annoyed...
ooc: dependsm, we normally get it for $1.25 a liter though... "Damn straight!"
"Different conversations remember?" Dein asked staring dumbly into his eyes. "We've already left that conversation, and now the point is you shouldn't be hitting stationary targets, and if you do pull any strings i'll kill you with my left hand!"
ooc: really? anyways, let's continue the rpg! "Anyways we can get it for free..."
"With or without a head, you wouldn't last much longer and you would've died, that's it you wouldn't of had a choice." Dein reminded. "Anyways it's all besides the point! The point is that hitting a stationary target doesn't help!"
"I just said that..." Dein explained with a sigh. "But you'd be dead remember? the rib cage?"
ooc: aren't gallon and litre the same thing though?
"First off, you didn't beat me you broke my hand." dein explained. "and second off, i hit your rib cage so if we'd been using normal sword i'd have no hand and you'd be dead. understand yet?"
ooc: That'd be for litre... "$3 dollars a litre?" Derek asked looking at him. "Where the hell do you get your gas from? i'd kill the guy who charged me that much!"
"I guess..." Dein agreed. "Anyways did you get what i meant with the training?"
"Actually Jamei feels distant from you..." Dein explained thoughtfully.
He sighed. "Fine, i'll get someone to get you gas..."
