by Dragon Gal » Fri Nov 08, 2013 9:16 pm
The pickpocket glanced down at his lap, eyes widening as he came across the wiggling Cyndaquil. When had he picked Hurry up? "Oh... sorry, I... I didn't mean to hold you."
He released the Cyndaquil, shaking his head lightly. Damn, he was out of it at the moment. If this got worse... I need to rest.
But... there was a chance he could see Leon. He could scare the boy, he could hurt the boy. But... he couldn't. He couldn't leave. Not when there was a chance.
Hell, kid, what have you done to me?
Thankyou for the beautiful banner, Levi Ackerman!