

Owed to English ClassThere was a valedictorian among thier number; A pretty young girl with naught time to slumber. She had a body sleek and slender, that was quite toned for the athletic skills she would render when she was not occupied with stunning masses. Her smile was lovelier than any young lasses and wider than the hungry grin of a crocodile. If someone needed help all they had to do was dial and she'd come running to show them how wrong they were. She'd tell them just how to do it, with a soft southern slur. And her knowledge it had no match, according to the state, in science, historOwed to English Class


IWaG 2Zack sniggered darkly, tossing the hat out the door, it missed the enraged diplomat by inches. As the acrid scent of stomach acid and alcohol rose about the door Zack spoke. "Ya, either a loon or a wizard t'be dressed lighk that. You'rea loon you can take a joke. You'rea wizard, then I'll just have to shoot you dead." The bronze cyborg drew his sidearm and leveled it at the wizard where it remained flat and steady, held by his mechanical arm. Zack hated magic it was an old prejudice. Behind him several men did the same. The rookie included, though he didn't raise it very high, trying his best to scrunch back in the small space.IWaG 2
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