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Terra Et Tempore
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You know the first rule in combat? Shoot them before they shoot you.
**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*
⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆

The door was being knocked.
But... almost everyone important was here. Boy Wonder was still out there, but he doubted that was him.
So... who could that be?
Kendo glanced at the door.
"...Should I get that, Mona?"
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
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𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟
My current RP work:
**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*
⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆

"Name's Lydia! Nice to meet you!"
She scanned Mona over, grinning. She knew that grin. That was just like Kendo's. She extended a hand in greeting, grinning.
"Lydia Satou, of course, but you know that, already."
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
His LED flashed red as he went through the information he had already gathered, and decided to be careful for now. This could mean bad things, as he remembered what Silver said earlier about preventing disasters.
What should he do? He had no idea. No idea at all.

You know the first rule in combat? Shoot them before they shoot you.
~
𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟
My current RP work:
**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*
⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆

**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*
⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆

~
𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟
My current RP work:
Lydia let herself in, walking like she owned the place. Kendo had gotten off the couch.
"You little- How the hell-?"
Lydia scanned Kendo over.
"Hm. You grew older, I see. You know, if you keep up that rate of aging, this pretty lady'll have a grandpa on her hands in a few years. Hehe~!"
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*
⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆

Suddenly, kendo. He picked Lydia up by the collar.
"You little... why I oughta..."
Lydia laughed, as Kendo's face was flushed beet red. She was dangling about a foot off the ground.
"Oh, you wouldn't want to kill me in front of your girlfriend, would you?"
She poked him in the nose.
"Boop!"
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.