*wanders in* Now... this seems like an... unusual place.

You don't seem to get the reference.

Chris? @0@! Who is Chris? xD

No, I probably don't. XD Unless you're missing a t at the end of name. XD

I don't either. -blank stare-

*feels lost*

nice avive, Shen. C:

Thanks, Rain. Yours looks pretty good, too. How are you doing?

Thank you. ^^ i am not very pleased with the head, but oh well. ^^;

And I am sick and about to go to sleep, that's about it in short. XD And you?

-now really get off-

*pauses, confused* Huh?

Um, I hope you get to feeling better. I, myself, am winding down for bed. I have to get up in the morning. TGIF, though!

And in a funny bit of news: Chuck Norris (age 70) is becoming an honorary Texas Ranger... after pretending to be one for a hella long time.

... Chris Redfield...

These Sentinels are interesting...

"That they are..." Blaqkin said and shrugged her shoulders lightly. She then took another glance at them and yawned softly. She respected their decisions but obviously did not agree with them...
"Good evening dearest, Taiye. I do hope the war hasn't taken too much of a..." she began and gripped her flail a little tighter before simply tying it to her hip. She knew there wasn't any reason to be hostile here... Especially not with her dear friend the only one around. "Toll on you..." She finished the sentence after she secured her weapon to her side tight enough that it wouldn't fall off. She then turned her face back up towards her friend.

O.o

Surprised by the sudden entrance of Blaqkin, Taiye turned to her and watched her. She followed Blaqkin's example and put her Gunblade down. She stood quiet for a moment trying to decide how to answer her friend. Though the fighting was not tough, everything else that had been happening in the Divine camp still weighed on her mind. "Nothing I can't handle." she finally replied.