Makoto slowly enter the room, listening quietly to the voice that spoke to them. She dare not breath for fear of missing a word from the bodyless voice. Moveing slowly across the room, Makoto move toward her gift. The dagger. She lower her hands and took the blade gently within them, holding it up before her eyes.
__________________
...During a conversation about the body and its immune system, this comes up...
"When you get a fever or a chill, thats essentially your immune system ****ing gunning it as hard as it can while screaming 'KANEEDAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
...I don't think I've laughed harder at anything.
|