"We have news that a shipment of lethal weaponry is coming into Spires Port. Carmica needs a team to intercept and neutralize the threat."
"So………………………are we supposed to do something……………………………………………??????????????????????????" Kimber asked inquisitively.
"Um… noooo…… I was hoping for your thoughts….. that was underwhelming…."
"Sorry. I'm just really………….ummmmmmmmmm………………………………Kimberly struggled to find the right words to say. "Overwhelmed right now."
"So… just sayin' Carmica wants you. But to her, you are disposeable, and weak. You're collateral damage. Ya know, just saying."
Kimberly's eyes seemed to flare with anger. "Disposable? Weak??? Who was the one who had to pull twenty people out of a burning building in under two minutes after being shot twice??????" Kimber grabbed her bow and slung her quiver over her shoulders. "Miles, take them to the kitchen." She said, motioning to the others. Then she walked down the hall muttering, "Weak? I'll show you weak you mortal……………………………"
(Ouch)
KISS)
(I gtg)
(Omg I just wrote the prologue for the story that Kimber is in, and I cried. It was hard to write.)
(XD)
Morning!
(HEY!)
Wassup?
(Nothin much, you?)
(I am bored and waiting for choir *sigh *)
(I almost missed my bus, XD)
(So, what's going on in the rp?)
(Oh no! Good thing you didn’t, that would suck)
(So, what's going on in the rp?)
We are waiting for Miles to take us to the kitchen
(Yeah…)
(So, what's going on in the rp?)
We are waiting for Miles to take us to the kitchen
(Alright… Thanks!)
(Yup)
(I’m the meanwhile, what do you ant to do?)
*in *want
(I have no clue…)
\ (._.)/
(Um… wanna critique each other’s characters? Idk. I have to leave in about 5 min)
(I gtg.)
Same bye)
I’ll take a look later)
(Hi)
(Heyo!)
