“Kudos. That’s more than what most people around here do.”
“Normally I would be with them, but I’m quite a bit behind most of them in the weapons department. So I gotta practice.”
Month: December 2014
Make something? Good idea. I’ll probably raid the kitchen for some table napkin for a mosaic or something.
That’s a really good idea, I bet whoever you get we’ll love it.
[ “I can’t do this, Isabelle.” – “You should’ve thought of that before having a kid with me. Twice!” – “Soon I’m going to look like your teenage son, too. Iz… I can’t.” – “Stop saying that! I can’t do this alone.” – “Izzy.” – “No! Do not Izzy me. You… selfish asshole!” ]
“Marius, Marius” Klaire called before shaking the him gently to wake him up “It’s just a dream, wake up.”
Caleb nodded in approval, it was a good effort, “Not too bad.” Taking a few of the knives and throwing them in the centre of the target, some of them piercing through it.
Klaire nodded smiling “Thanks, I’ve been practising more recently.”
Apparently you haven’t.
I must of taken a wrong turning, I was reading which probably wasn’t the best choice but like I said I thought I knew the building.
“I think it was in my blood to re-read it —— being Fre-French and all.” The boy offered a polite laugh though there was definitely some seriousness in his statement —— or at least, there was to his belief. The book was something that moved people and influenced countless revolutionaries; to miss out on that would be to miss out on history.
"You’re French? That’s so cool, what part of France do you come from?” Klaire asked excited before nodding “I agree, the book is such a big part of France and the context… it’s well extraordinary.”
A Secret Santa? Damn, does this mean I’d have to buy gifts with the spare money I have?
I guess so, or you could make something. I’m sure whoever got the present wouldn’t mind.
Ravens and Writing Desks 