" How should I know what love is? I'm dead." He said, setting the sketchbook down.
Kenjo looked scared at the sight of the scythe. " Hey! I'm not the one locking you in here!"
Bipolar Insanity wrote:" How should I know what love is? I'm dead." He said, setting the sketchbook down.
Kenjo looked scared at the sight of the scythe. " Hey! I'm not the one locking you in here!"
xxxBipolar Insanity wrote:" Oh, I care. I just don't care enough. If he's weak, he can't be the next head." He sighed, propping his head up on his hand.
Kenjo hissed. " Would you like to see my bloody nubs of wings? Would you?!"
xxxBipolar Insanity wrote:Kenjo sighed. " We are in the library, idiot."
Naen hissed. " If you face me, you'll regret it."
xxxBipolar Insanity wrote:" This is the second floor of the library and that is the door to the closet. I just said you couldn't get out that way." He said, laughing at him.
" So? What am I supposed to do about it? I can just make him one of us when he's on the brink of death. Then I won't have to worry about the next head of the Dharc angels." Naen smiled cockily.
xxxBipolar Insanity wrote:" Heh, why? Feelings never get you anywhere good. What they get you is betrayal and wounds." He smiled. " But I think I'll humor you." He went over to the door to the library and unlocked it, then flew up and picked Sun up by the scruff on his neck.
" Not all the reason, of course." He smiled.
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