Originally posted by Dean Tetsaruga
ooc-no i wish us be freinds i dont wanna be enemies and hey squall is a good character aint he?
Originally posted by KingDubya
OOC: I don't mean we're going to be enemies, I just think that some people choose the mysterious thing just because they can't come up with something better. Of course, that's not the reason I did it. About the Squall thing, he is cool, but I hate how so many people take gunblades in FF things because it seems too fanboy-ish.
Originally posted by moonrays
So guys where are we now?
Originally posted by Dean Tetsaruga
there better?
Originally posted by Orochimaru
Name/death
Age:unkown
Occupation:gunner
Weapons:the three cebberus guns
items:none
Your story:a dead man who walkscan i join?
OOC:
Originally posted by Freak2
[dubya stfu no one give 2 shits of what you think! you prejiduce bastard]
Originally posted by Orochimaru
who the h*ll is vincent iv got grave
I apoligize for any transgressions that people do not appreciate and I hope that you do not hate me for what I've done.
Loire was fully aware of the other people beside him but was mainly concerned with the protection of Heather. He noticed the movement of her shaking thinking she might be cold. Taking off the top of his jacket he revealed the scimatar at his waist. Wrapping the coat around heather he sort of sighed. "So what would you like to do?"
Loire merely gave her a nod turning away. Sleep would be the main thing the woman needed at the moment. She seemed as though totally distraught. Opening the door to the house again he noticed the jar of crystalized fruit exactly where it had been. Basically putting her in the bed he let her keep his coat as he moved onto the front of the house keeping an eye out.
He listened to the questions through the open door. Eyes squinting just slightly at the remark. He remained quiet returning into the household. Pulling a chair slowly at her bed side he quietly watched her toss and turn. "You plagued by nightmares as well..?" He knew she couldn't hear him right now due to the fact she was asleep. Sighing he reached into his pocket taking out a small light green container. Basically removing the lid he quietly drank a sparing amount before putting it away. He had been asked about his story but he would tell her later on. Simply extending a hand he quietly placed the covers over her putting her weapons next to him on the table.
As James sees people in a distance, he runs up to see who it was...
It was some of his freinds... and some people he had never met. he hid himself so that the people could not see him... it had been a long time since he seen them last, three months to be precise. he missed them but he dared not talk to them. He was scared that they had forgotten all about him...