That was a waste of my Time.

Before any other courses of action are to be put into order, I request of our dear captain to allow my daughter and I to map the surrounding area to the best of our abilities. Let the competition dawdle lost in the forests of danger - we shall be ready.

As we're going to be seeing a lot of each other as of late, dear crew, there is something I wish to make very, very clear ( Read more... )

The ship shall depart soon and it is just as well. I do hope they've no mind of Naminé's gator egg...

I do hope Naminé enjoys her present, as it took me a bit to get a hold of it.

Happy Belated Kawroup, peanut.

Perhaps I should merely purchase some form of transmission or tracking device that alerts one with the push of a button. Sweet Naminé's not taken well to using a gun.

Log the First of Arukarak, Forth Visit-

The Threepwood has been destroyed. While one hand holds the favor that, yes, I've no longer the constant responsibility of steering an entirely pink ship on Naminé's behalf, there is also the reminder that we've no ship at all, therefore no means to leave this horrid shack we've resigned ourselves to. I've ( Read more... )

( 'tis awfully lackluster, really. )