Are we talking about taking a tour in Florida or space? Kind of uncertain with this one. Either way, both sound awesome enough to engage so sign us up. Tours sound fun, even though we do not actually have experience in one. Whether it was us doing the touring or the other way around. Still, it would be nice to experience one once in a while, yes? Try not to bust our bubble, people. This is our dream. So with that out of the way, here is Florida Space Coast Tour.
Sleep, Mukuro. Her voice sounded drained and weak. Not at all like the Kuuse he had come to know and reluctantly adore. He absently grabbed his hand in a tight, almost desperate, grip. Her fingers were a lot thinner and smaller than his and he felt this absurd need to protect her, even though they were equals in power and strength.
Smirking humorlessly at the sky, he dared it to actually stop his breathing once daylight comes. It HAS tried a lot of times.We are alive, little monster. He told her. He felt her fingers grip his in response. I will make sure we continue to BE so until we are reunited with them. If you die before morning comes, I will go back to hell just to drag you back myself.
That was right. So until then, they had to stay alive.The just HAVE to. He thought as his words echo in his own mind, the groans of the dead below them serving as background noise for the both of them. He pretended not to notice her tremble beside him, nor hear her sniff as she listened to his words.
The wound Kazuki gave him last year never really fully healed. Not when it was all bruised with different sorts of colors littering around the hole. Veins and blood surrounded it mercilessly. He was just glad it gave out no puss or else it would have hurt more than it already did. He supposed this was his karma for all the terrible things he did before meeting Tsunayoshi and the rest.
Kira ran beside him with Takeshis extra bat in hand. She did not have anything else to defend herself aside from that. Glancing at her, he was pleased to see that she was just as infuriated and fired up as he was.
He cannot even fix it with his illusions.Kuuse fixed him up as best she could despite his earlier protest before he managed to weakly push her hands away. Thank you. He muttered, exhausted.
He was past being careful about getting scratched or bitten. He may have been in a complacent camp for a full year but his skills have never dwindled.None of the walkers got to touch him.
The girl he was with wrenched the gate open and he practically shoved his way out of the metal, pulling the girls arm with him as he kicked the thing shut.He snarled at the arms that tried to reach him.
Sleep, Mukuro. Her voice sounded drained and weak. Not at all like the Kuuse he had come to know and reluctantly adore. He absently grabbed his hand in a tight, almost desperate, grip. Her fingers were a lot thinner and smaller than his and he felt this absurd need to protect her, even though they were equals in power and strength.
Smirking humorlessly at the sky, he dared it to actually stop his breathing once daylight comes. It HAS tried a lot of times.We are alive, little monster. He told her. He felt her fingers grip his in response. I will make sure we continue to BE so until we are reunited with them. If you die before morning comes, I will go back to hell just to drag you back myself.
That was right. So until then, they had to stay alive.The just HAVE to. He thought as his words echo in his own mind, the groans of the dead below them serving as background noise for the both of them. He pretended not to notice her tremble beside him, nor hear her sniff as she listened to his words.
The wound Kazuki gave him last year never really fully healed. Not when it was all bruised with different sorts of colors littering around the hole. Veins and blood surrounded it mercilessly. He was just glad it gave out no puss or else it would have hurt more than it already did. He supposed this was his karma for all the terrible things he did before meeting Tsunayoshi and the rest.
Kira ran beside him with Takeshis extra bat in hand. She did not have anything else to defend herself aside from that. Glancing at her, he was pleased to see that she was just as infuriated and fired up as he was.
He cannot even fix it with his illusions.Kuuse fixed him up as best she could despite his earlier protest before he managed to weakly push her hands away. Thank you. He muttered, exhausted.
He was past being careful about getting scratched or bitten. He may have been in a complacent camp for a full year but his skills have never dwindled.None of the walkers got to touch him.
The girl he was with wrenched the gate open and he practically shoved his way out of the metal, pulling the girls arm with him as he kicked the thing shut.He snarled at the arms that tried to reach him.
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