Nideous
The world refused to change...
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- Seen Sep 18, 2013
Twilight stared at Archur as long as she could before finally having to break the stare. To be perfectly honest, this was getting on her nerves. She grumbled a bit.
"... Fine! Have that simpering, sniveling fool back!" Twilight hissed. Then she slumped in Archur's grasp. By the time she came to, Archur had already gone and saved Ardikado and returned. Dia blinked slowly. There was a large patch in her memory that she didn't remember. What was the last thing she had done... Hm... She remembered herself saving Ardikado from the poison and then him taking her away from Archur and the others... She shook her head, trying to clear the fog in her mind. She was aware that someone was holding her by the scruff of her neck. She yowled in fright and began squirming, but stopped when she realised it was only Archur. She gazed with fright at the scratches and cuts on his arms, not rememberin g anything that had happened. A shadow overhead drew her gaze, and she yowled with terror when she saw Lugia.
"Archur! What's going on?!" she exclaimed, her voice short ragged whispers. Why did her throat hurt so much? It felt like she had been yelling herself hoarse. She sounded like she had been eating nails and screws. An experience she did not care to repeat.
"... Fine! Have that simpering, sniveling fool back!" Twilight hissed. Then she slumped in Archur's grasp. By the time she came to, Archur had already gone and saved Ardikado and returned. Dia blinked slowly. There was a large patch in her memory that she didn't remember. What was the last thing she had done... Hm... She remembered herself saving Ardikado from the poison and then him taking her away from Archur and the others... She shook her head, trying to clear the fog in her mind. She was aware that someone was holding her by the scruff of her neck. She yowled in fright and began squirming, but stopped when she realised it was only Archur. She gazed with fright at the scratches and cuts on his arms, not rememberin g anything that had happened. A shadow overhead drew her gaze, and she yowled with terror when she saw Lugia.
"Archur! What's going on?!" she exclaimed, her voice short ragged whispers. Why did her throat hurt so much? It felt like she had been yelling herself hoarse. She sounded like she had been eating nails and screws. An experience she did not care to repeat.