(OOC: Tai. :D)
ooc: Where’re you from, then? :3
(OOC: Tai. :D)
ooc: Where’re you from, then? :3
Okay…?
Sorry, I think I had too much sugar. Haha! See you later. :D
Sooner or later. (OOC: Indeed.)
I just hope it won’t be in a battlefield.
Better watch out, then.
Ooh, I’m so scared. Can’t wait to test your skills out.
“Mh, probably.” He muttered, deciding to not dwell on it too much. If his head wasn’t hurting so much, he would’ve given a more thoughtful piece to the conversation he and the girl was having. I should really learn how to mute out certain noises, he thought to himself. “There are two problems with that,” he said after her suggestion. “First of all, how are we supposed to get there? And two, do you really think the Gods would just tell us everything?”
She purses her lips, thinking of a way to answer without agitating her head. Unfortunately, it wasn’t a long time as she opens her mouth to speak. “I’ve seen Lord Apollo’s car. Or I could conjure a cloud? And your dad is the guardian of the bridge between here and there, right?” she asks, pulling up a weed then flicking it off her hand. “And no. But I’ve read in stories that some heroes eventually win the war and the gods have a debt to them, so…” she shrugs. “There are a lot of demigods, and it’s not impossible for one of them to be owed by the Norse gods. Just very very improbable.”
(Source: betweenthetwotrapeeze)
Only if you do something incredibly annoying.
I’m going to be scared out of my wits very soon then.
Eh. That’s cabin 11.
Yup. Do I need to be scared of any abilities that you possess?
