Only shooting stars break the mold
Hey now, you're an all-star, get your game on, go play
[I can not wait to see Earth again, I feel my blood boil just by thinking, it's been so long that I have not felt the feeling of the unknown, or maybe it's knowing that I'll be home soon? Klaus! go into landscape mode]
Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running
"What are you going to do?" I asked as I continue to walk
Warning:
Just as he said that, a guy showed himself from behind a tree some 50 m behind Mesa looking absolutely mad. Looking at his clothes it was obvious he was from the Xiao branch sect.
Among the rest of the foot soldiers, only one other man stood out as different. He had tan skin and slicked back blonde hair with a low tied pony tail. He had bright green eyes and an arrogant swagger. The breastplate he wore was shining silver. The clothe he wore beneath his armor all back with white trim. The gauntlet on his left hand looked similar to Garret's, but it was a sapphire like blue with silver linings over the fingers. Emric could tell just by looking at him that this man was the former King of the West Kingdom, Solomon. He and his small troop continued marching as they drew closer to the three.
"Understood, nee-san." Sol answered, much to the tired sigh of Charlotte who could predict that this was her life now. "And Shirou, if we can do this the way you can then fine. I aim to be a great woman just like nee-san, so being understanding is a must. Even if you are the unique exception amongst all those disgusting males."
"Into his dreams?" I asked.
January 26, 1941
"The Supporter Union may not be so bad?