Endeavor
Pet Name: Endeavor
Owner: Scientist
Theme / Type: Storm Gurahdi
Born: February 15, 2012
Gender: Male
MisticPal Name: Scoria
MisticPal Age: 4165 Days
I thought I could fly...
Hit Points: 15 / 15
Strength: 15
Defense: 0
Speed: 20
Intellect: 10
Misticpower: 1
Battles Won: 0
Battles Lost: 0
Books Read
Books Read: None
Exotic Foods Eaten
Foods Eaten: 0/1254 [ View Foods ]
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The Flying Ace
"I didn't come to the war because I was eager to die, sir. Just because I was eager to matter."
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I wish that you wouldn't be so scared all the time. The world isn't that bad of a place, you know...once you get used to it.
*smirks* Aye Bella, but you have quite the attitude, so we'll see who has the last laugh when you're begging me to get us out of the sky~
I'm going down, down, down...
| Burlesque says *Drike chuckled when they approached the pair.* "My, if tying bandages is /that/ fun, I think I'll get injured more often." *He teased. Bella tilted her head, not looking at Ace, but giving the faintest of smiles to Isis, if only because she knew how Drike cared for the girl. Bella wasn't trusting, and she didn't know if she liked Isis, but then... She didn't like anyone. At least she tried to be polite, and... Not respectful, but... She couldn't think of the word. Instead, she just pulled her cap down over her one eye like she normally did.* Remind me not to get injured ever again, sounded like you were killing the pilot. *Her smirk showed she was teasing, evem if her tone was much too tired to be anything but cutting.* Want some breakfast? Me and Drike were going to get some bagels. You in? *She asked Isis, frowning, as if not sure what the polite thing to do was. Her people skills were so limited, it was amazing she had once been a princess, trained, even at ten, to manage people and converse, to be pretty and social. Her singing was gone to... The little french songbird... Now a crow.* |
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