09-11-2010, 11:44 AM
Amy blinked. "What's Tex-mex?"
"How bout an sushi restaurant?" Tigerlily having this sort of feeling of wanting to eat a Japanese food.
***
Jones the bartender and also bulldog anima was cleaning his place when Lax suddenly arrives. "Where is that fucking bitch!?!" the grey and blue fur shouted. His guns placed right on the counter getting a good look but, the other regulars mind their own business. While a newly arrivals left.
"Foria? I haven't heard from her from days."
"Well today my bullet cases were swept clean! That dirty thief not only trespasses my place and wreck havoc of it. Those bullets are custom made! And used for my proposes! Custom bullets cost money!"
"Wow, um did you tried a better lock?"
"Damn it. I don't know how she able to keep breaking my house. That bitch needs to learn not steal and know who she's dealing with."
Foria left her world Goung Seung. Walking in Foxtrot Zone and entering in the Bar. Her gunsword attached to the belt swung lightly from every passing movement she walks. Pushing the chair and sat on it, she hung her boots over the table showing her girly yet sexy panties. "Ale please."
She frankly smiled when there where howling and whistles over her glamorous body. She needed freedom, free from her sisters complaints, from shouting from Lax's, free from ever bothering to deal with golden dragons. Though there was this thought of being a Golden dragon. Flora her twin sister had scales made out of gold. Not for being greed but the safety of her sister. Now her other nephew had golden fur which is not as much as smooth scales but still enough for people to crave for money.
It has calm down, it however, still not safe for a golden dragon to be alone. Their parents die, and Flora's ex husband died. And they were still together, but how can she trust him? Heck, despite being a dragon there dragons who would betray their love ones. Questionably, there were no signs of him of being alive so it's safe to say he is dead...all because of her scales.
"How bout an sushi restaurant?" Tigerlily having this sort of feeling of wanting to eat a Japanese food.
***
Jones the bartender and also bulldog anima was cleaning his place when Lax suddenly arrives. "Where is that fucking bitch!?!" the grey and blue fur shouted. His guns placed right on the counter getting a good look but, the other regulars mind their own business. While a newly arrivals left.
"Foria? I haven't heard from her from days."
"Well today my bullet cases were swept clean! That dirty thief not only trespasses my place and wreck havoc of it. Those bullets are custom made! And used for my proposes! Custom bullets cost money!"
"Wow, um did you tried a better lock?"
"Damn it. I don't know how she able to keep breaking my house. That bitch needs to learn not steal and know who she's dealing with."
Foria left her world Goung Seung. Walking in Foxtrot Zone and entering in the Bar. Her gunsword attached to the belt swung lightly from every passing movement she walks. Pushing the chair and sat on it, she hung her boots over the table showing her girly yet sexy panties. "Ale please."
She frankly smiled when there where howling and whistles over her glamorous body. She needed freedom, free from her sisters complaints, from shouting from Lax's, free from ever bothering to deal with golden dragons. Though there was this thought of being a Golden dragon. Flora her twin sister had scales made out of gold. Not for being greed but the safety of her sister. Now her other nephew had golden fur which is not as much as smooth scales but still enough for people to crave for money.
It has calm down, it however, still not safe for a golden dragon to be alone. Their parents die, and Flora's ex husband died. And they were still together, but how can she trust him? Heck, despite being a dragon there dragons who would betray their love ones. Questionably, there were no signs of him of being alive so it's safe to say he is dead...all because of her scales.
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