Tale_Weaver
First Post
The Broadstreet
Lacey drops the pipe and claps her hands while Koln beats on the garbage can. "My hero!" she cheers.
Then goes over to Clover "And Clover, you took that beating like a champ, I mean what a good punching bag you are!"
She looks up at the roof where Ruby had climbed up "And Ruby, she can fly like a bird so graceful and so ferocious." She twirls around with her arms out as she says this in a dreamy voice.
Meanwhile, Duke just stands there in the alleyway with his mouth partly open utterly speechless.
Clover groaned inwardly, watching Koln, and she found herself facepalming before she could stop herself. She practically shrieked at Koln, hoping the French would break through his madness, "Fermer votre bouche, vous le prêtre d'idiot!* Lacey hacked off that vampire's head. For the love of God, stop... interrogating the trash can! Even you can't be that dumb!"
Despite what she knew to be harsh words, she felt no remorse at saying them. What was wrong with this man!?
"Close your mouth, you idiot priest!"
Lacey drops the pipe and claps her hands while Koln beats on the garbage can. "My hero!" she cheers.
Then goes over to Clover "And Clover, you took that beating like a champ, I mean what a good punching bag you are!"
She looks up at the roof where Ruby had climbed up "And Ruby, she can fly like a bird so graceful and so ferocious." She twirls around with her arms out as she says this in a dreamy voice.
Meanwhile, Duke just stands there in the alleyway with his mouth partly open utterly speechless.