When you think about fishing, mythology comes to mind. And when there is mythology involved, it cannot be helped if you stray even farther than necessary because discussions about these kinds of stuff always got you excited and going. Ever wondered how old gods ever worked like us? When they build stuff or farm or even fish? While it is true that they will more than likely use their powers, or worse, pit the human work to, well, humans, what if they tried things differently? Ladies and gentlemen, Sabine Lake Fishing Guide.
I am glad you are okay. He told her. Hayato trusted Kazuki even though she almost killed both Mukuro and Lambo last year. That was last year and her condition had already mellowed out thanks to his boss.
Survival is a game. He did not know where he was or what was going on. All he knew was that he was hurting all over and that somebody was tending to his many injuries. He cannot even remember where he sustained those said injuries since most of what has happened is a blank in his mind.
Why is Ryohei not here doing the healing? He would be up faster if they use Sun Flames.He grabbed her hand. Hey. Are you okay? You seem a little distant, he continued, his eyes narrowed with concern. Her eyes seemed a little dark too, as if she is not really here with him and her mind was elsewhere.
She locked eyes with him. Do not faint again.Chuckling without humor, he smirked down at her. You have so little faith in me.This was not out of unjust reasoning. His basis was their time in that home of their together, where he has spent most of his time pranking them just for his amusements. One of his favorite victims, of course, was her.
Blue eyes softened in relief seeing him finally awake. A full day, she answered him.Hayato wanted to curse but was afraid what it would do to his throat. It already felt like claws were trying to dig in his esophagus so he will take his chances by letting out a few expletives just to relieve stress.
He quickly pulled her to his side just as the warehouse doors burst open. Laying down spread eagled above the rafter. He looked up at the burning night sky, breathing hard and probably losing as much blood as he was back at the camps explosion.
He hesitated. He had a lot of responsibility in their group as the right hand man of Tsuna. So resting and letting other people do his work was not really easy for him to do. It was just not something he would normally do back when he and the rest of the boys still lived in Japan.
I do not know. It is just you, me and Ruru here. And at that, he felt his face turn pale while he watched her exit the unfamiliar room he suddenly realized was in fact NOT part of the camp he has grown to love. If there was only three of them here, out of fourteen of them, where were the rest?
I am glad you are okay. He told her. Hayato trusted Kazuki even though she almost killed both Mukuro and Lambo last year. That was last year and her condition had already mellowed out thanks to his boss.
Survival is a game. He did not know where he was or what was going on. All he knew was that he was hurting all over and that somebody was tending to his many injuries. He cannot even remember where he sustained those said injuries since most of what has happened is a blank in his mind.
Why is Ryohei not here doing the healing? He would be up faster if they use Sun Flames.He grabbed her hand. Hey. Are you okay? You seem a little distant, he continued, his eyes narrowed with concern. Her eyes seemed a little dark too, as if she is not really here with him and her mind was elsewhere.
She locked eyes with him. Do not faint again.Chuckling without humor, he smirked down at her. You have so little faith in me.This was not out of unjust reasoning. His basis was their time in that home of their together, where he has spent most of his time pranking them just for his amusements. One of his favorite victims, of course, was her.
Blue eyes softened in relief seeing him finally awake. A full day, she answered him.Hayato wanted to curse but was afraid what it would do to his throat. It already felt like claws were trying to dig in his esophagus so he will take his chances by letting out a few expletives just to relieve stress.
He quickly pulled her to his side just as the warehouse doors burst open. Laying down spread eagled above the rafter. He looked up at the burning night sky, breathing hard and probably losing as much blood as he was back at the camps explosion.
He hesitated. He had a lot of responsibility in their group as the right hand man of Tsuna. So resting and letting other people do his work was not really easy for him to do. It was just not something he would normally do back when he and the rest of the boys still lived in Japan.
I do not know. It is just you, me and Ruru here. And at that, he felt his face turn pale while he watched her exit the unfamiliar room he suddenly realized was in fact NOT part of the camp he has grown to love. If there was only three of them here, out of fourteen of them, where were the rest?
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