Heyyy. v: Out of curiosity, what kind of mic do you use?
We started to kiss everywhere and my pale body became all warm. And then…. “WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING YOU MOTHER**KERS!†It was…………………………………………………….Dumbledore!
I'm sorry I didn't see this. But I barely get on anymore myself, like I told you. I'll miss seeing your name around here when I do though. I love you. <33
Klaire looked back at Valin, glaring daggers before continuing forward towards the Inn. Though she glared, it somehow made her feel a little content knowing he wasn't all stone. At least he had a sense of humor about something. She kept walking. The sun was completely gone now, and with the exception of the moon, the sky was a dark. She wondered briefly how long they had spent there, hoping she would have time to feed Kanon and get some much needed rest before they head out in the morning. She sighed out deep and slow, still dragging the weapon behind her. How she was ever going to fight with this thing was still a mystery. "...Thank you, again." She said hesitantly. It was really almost nice of him to help her out, though she figured he only felt bad for making her cry. She blushed, staring at the ground and walking still and silently and hoping they'd get there soon.
Klaire smiled to herself, not having expected Valin to actually assist her. She continued to dig, clearly focused on unveiling what was below the surface until a gentle ray of light started to show. She tilted her head, stopping Valin and brushing some more rubble away before she saw it. She frowned. There was no way this could be right. Slowly and reluctantly, Klaire reached down and grasped the long shaft of a golden weapon resembling that of an axe, almost, but much larger. The girl stared at it with wide eyes, looking from side to side awkwardly. "A....Halberd." She nearly choked out, looking around again. There had to be something else. There absolutely had to be something else for her. She wasn't planning on hacking anyone to bits, why would she use this thing? Didn't she wish for the least violent weapon possible? Why would she get THIS? Standing up, Klaire turned quickly and narrowed her eyes in frustration before she dropped the halberd on the ground. "Come on, there has to be..." She trailed off, hearing something. Klaire...Come back. She stiffened, turning around and looking back at the weapon with a soft groan. "Oh no...No, no...Why?" She turned to glance at Valin before huffing and grabbing the weapon again, dragging it along the ground as she turned around in the direction of the Inn. "Guess I found it." She muttered bitterly and disappointedly.
Can you imagine? Have. You. Had. A. Happy. Pill?
