Thread Rating:
  • 0 Vote(s) - 0 Average
  • 1
  • 2
  • 3
  • 4
  • 5
Chapter Three: The Salvation of Paradise
“Peachy.” Franki muttered, fighting the urge to roll her eyes, “I was hoping you would have a different answer, but I understand. Everything’s unknown, lets just hope we’re not gonna be facing an army of Gods or something; otherwise I’m toast.” She wondered where the Cloak had disappeared to, since it seemed his exit might’ve been caused by what she said.

“Not to sound like I’m complaining or anything, but I’m at a distinct disadvantage compared to the rest of you. It makes me edgy that we don’t know what we’re facing, and I don’t even have a weapon.” Batgirl continued, “Just some rope, which won’t be a hell of a lot of help against super-powered God-types. So that’s kind of where I’m coming from.” She really hoped that what she said wasn’t going to be taken the wrong way, it wasn’t a pity party of any kind; it was just Franki stating the fact of why she was edgy and asking questions.
[albumsig]25[/albumsig]
Reply


Messages In This Thread

Forum Jump:


Users browsing this thread: 6 Guest(s)