lookingforwardtoit
Anna snorts. Eights pats her on the shoulder.
"So," says Anna, stopping midway between the enormous archway and the edge of the enormous platform. "How do we tell which one's an us?"
"So," says Anna, stopping midway between the enormous archway and the edge of the enormous platform. "How do we tell which one's an us?"
temporal_affairs
"I don't know. Do you think she does?" He scans the visible dragons. "Have you guys got a template color scheme?"
lookingforwardtoit
Eights produces a square: white, with liquidy red streaks like smears of stylized blood.
"So, red and white," says Anna.
"So, red and white," says Anna.
temporal_affairs
"All right, then there will be no further arguments with Bells about that, I guess."
temporal_affairs
"Although isn't there another one of you in Gift? I didn't hear much about the details."
lookingforwardtoit
"I haven't heard much more than that," says Eights.
"She's not here, though, so either she didn't want to come or they didn't want to invite her," says Anna.
"She's not here, though, so either she didn't want to come or they didn't want to invite her," says Anna.