If one more Light forsaken person uses the titles 'Sir' or 'Lord' on me again then I am going to hit something. If you're male, it will be you.

And I bloody well mean that.

I am not a flaming Lord!

Gateau, we're going to have to split up Anita's classes between us.

Light...

Rain, I want to take you dancing again.

Rain...

I'm going to be gone the next couple of days. A friend needs me. I promise that I'll be back soon.

Don't forget that you can contact me anytime you need something.

Light, it's nice to have that curse or whatever it was supposed to be done with.

Bloody good for nothing nightmare.

Anita, when are you free? I'm taking you out to dinner.

Private to Reeve

Hope that's alright with you.

*yawns*

Rain...I'll get to the house...eventually

*mumbles*

This is comfortable...

Someone remind me to never make another bloody wish again.

Blood and bloody ashes.

Losing all my flaming memories like that.

Burn this...

Where am I? Light, I don't know this place. I...

...don't know who I am...

[ooc: What happens when you wish for "all these memories to go away".]

Will all you bloody, flaming people stop trying to take my hat, my coat, my spear, and my dice?

Blood and bloody ashes!

Well Light.

These pictures of mine aren't too bad.

*paper rustling*

Blood and bloody ashes...

[ooc: His pictures include him dancing with a beautiful girl at a festival, him defeating two of the best swordsmen in the land with a quarterstaff while still being very ill, and a picture of him hung from what looks like a branch (he'll look dead in ( Read more... )

Light...

I can't do this...

Rain, I'll be back after midnight.