Huh. Didn't see you there, but I guess I was out at sea most of the time.
All right, J Law. Maybe I'm comin' out hot again. If Paul trusts you that much, I can work on this. So let me try again. Anna Amarande, self-taught swordswoman and fellow hot babe enjoyer.
Yeah well- I'm probably not making it any fucking easier. For the kid's sake I'm willing to give it another go. Good to fucking meet you, Anna. I think I have another FBI shirt if you want to join the Female Body Inspectors. Gave Gideon a matching one when she came in second at the tournament.
As for the fucking sea monster. I was mostly teaching the kids, organizing some movie nights for morale and giving that Flynn Schifo prick a hard time. I was a little out of my depth against the actual monster but when push came to shove I got old Black Eyes to give me a boost so I could give it a drop kick before it took me down.
Ha. Careful what you say about Flynn. He was one of my best friends, when he was here. Before the sea took him. But he probably deserved to take a little shit from you. He was way more than a little uptight.
I appreciate the shirt offer, but my girlfriend already knows whose body I'm inspecting every night.
Eh. He wasn’t that bad. He just caught me pulling a prank on freckles here. Ruined some fun but he could have been a lot worse. He just needed to get that stick pulled out of his ass.
Made me a sick ramp out of skeletons and a posse to kick the shit out of that thing. It was fucking metal.
Yeah. You know what? That shit kicks ass. I tried to get him to explode a lightning rod of bones out of the leviathan so I could blow it up from the inside out, but I guess that one didn't pan out. Still got to tell the Moss King to suck my dick and solved my problem that way. And honestly, I still have some skeletons help with my shows sometimes. Backup dancers and real simple percussion when I didn't get the chance to program anything. It's some real 80s hair metal shit. Iron Maiden, eat your heart out.
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You're that chick?
I mean I wouldn't say no.
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And it still smells like your puke, so no way.
So how did you end up worming your way into Paul's good graces?
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I'm his sensei.
We fought the fucking Leviathan together like a couple of bad asses.
I trained him to fight in the tournament.
We're tight.
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Didn't see you there, but I guess I was out at sea most of the time.
All right, J Law.
Maybe I'm comin' out hot again.
If Paul trusts you that much, I can work on this.
So let me try again. Anna Amarande, self-taught swordswoman and fellow hot babe enjoyer.
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Good to fucking meet you, Anna.
I think I have another FBI shirt if you want to join the Female Body Inspectors. Gave Gideon a matching one when she came in second at the tournament.
As for the fucking sea monster. I was mostly teaching the kids, organizing some movie nights for morale and giving that Flynn Schifo prick a hard time.
I was a little out of my depth against the actual monster but when push came to shove I got old Black Eyes to give me a boost so I could give it a drop kick before it took me down.
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Careful what you say about Flynn. He was one of my best friends, when he was here.
Before the sea took him.
But he probably deserved to take a little shit from you. He was way more than a little uptight.
I appreciate the shirt offer, but my girlfriend already knows whose body I'm inspecting every night.
What exactly did ol' Black Eyes do for you?
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Eh. He wasn’t that bad. He just caught me pulling a prank on freckles here. Ruined some fun but he could have been a lot worse. He just needed to get that stick pulled out of his ass.
Made me a sick ramp out of skeletons and a posse to kick the shit out of that thing. It was fucking metal.
Skelebros still help out around the dojo too.
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That shit kicks ass.
I tried to get him to explode a lightning rod of bones out of the leviathan so I could blow it up from the inside out, but I guess that one didn't pan out.
Still got to tell the Moss King to suck my dick and solved my problem that way.
And honestly, I still have some skeletons help with my shows sometimes. Backup dancers and real simple percussion when I didn't get the chance to program anything.
It's some real 80s hair metal shit. Iron Maiden, eat your heart out.