Thraxis
The Damn-Forged
"No... I'm sorry you have to drag me around." he retorted stress accumulating as he walked out, his eyes bouncing around. The frivolities, the unnecessary spending. It was all a strange overwhelming thing to see.
He followed Brook onto her speeder bike with great haste, excited to get away from the mall and go to do what kids apparently do.
[member="Brooklyn Justice"]
He followed Brook onto her speeder bike with great haste, excited to get away from the mall and go to do what kids apparently do.
[member="Brooklyn Justice"]