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.
It was just them. The rest? He does not know. For all he knows, they could be dead.He failed them. He failed his Family. He actually has to be the worst at being the Head of the family because he had failed every single one of them. Where were his brothers and sisters?
In fact, he trusted ALL of the girls in her group.The albino smiled down at him but he could see that it was strained. She continued applying some sort of medicine to his arm, causing him to wince.
Her red eyes blazed but she quickly grabbed unto his outstretched appendage in a tight grip. She was not particularly heavy and the boywas anything but a weakling, but currently he really was in no condition to be pulling up a teenage girl unto a rafter.He tried anyway.
It was not who he actually wanted them to be, his boss or the girls leader, but he accepted the touch all the same.How long was I out? He groaned out before wincing at the scratchiness with his voice. It feels like he just swallowed a fistful of nails.
The silver haired frowned at her. Is there something wrong? Tell me, already. And where is TurfTop? We would be wasting less time if he was here, no offense. And for that matter, is Juudaime alright? He did not mean to ask her some rapid fire questions but he cannot simply help the worry and anxiety that was in him.
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?
It was just them. The rest? He does not know. For all he knows, they could be dead.He failed them. He failed his Family. He actually has to be the worst at being the Head of the family because he had failed every single one of them. Where were his brothers and sisters?
In fact, he trusted ALL of the girls in her group.The albino smiled down at him but he could see that it was strained. She continued applying some sort of medicine to his arm, causing him to wince.
Her red eyes blazed but she quickly grabbed unto his outstretched appendage in a tight grip. She was not particularly heavy and the boywas anything but a weakling, but currently he really was in no condition to be pulling up a teenage girl unto a rafter.He tried anyway.
It was not who he actually wanted them to be, his boss or the girls leader, but he accepted the touch all the same.How long was I out? He groaned out before wincing at the scratchiness with his voice. It feels like he just swallowed a fistful of nails.
The silver haired frowned at her. Is there something wrong? Tell me, already. And where is TurfTop? We would be wasting less time if he was here, no offense. And for that matter, is Juudaime alright? He did not mean to ask her some rapid fire questions but he cannot simply help the worry and anxiety that was in him.
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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