RexXReader Join the Team Pt7You flew to the court and were very surprised when you landed.More Like This
The picnic table had been moved to the center of the court and a red cloth had been draped over it. A candle and a little vase of roses had been placed on it, along with simple silverware. You looked around and spotted Noah. He was wearing a suit with a black bow tie and a mustache.
“Noah, what’s this? And why are you wearing a mustache?” you giggled as bowed to you deeply.
“Lady [Name], please have a seat, your companion for the night will be joining you shortly.” he said in a british accent. You giggled again and sat down, setting your purse beside you.
“Are you setting me up on a blind date?” you asked, a little put down. Noah simply handed you a menu.
“It’ll be fine. Don’t worry.” he whispered to you in his normal voice. You sighed and put on a smile. You’d give it a try for Noah. Maybe you’d fall for this guy and things wouldn’t be awkw
Generator Rex - Attachment p2Even with Knights assurances Six was what he'd been after all along, the agent couldn't help feeling a little annoyed every time he seen that woman again. Busty and brunette, she was by all standards very pretty. She certainly seemed to fancy Knight, and took every opportunity to smirk at Six when she seen him. She wasn't stupid, she'd worked out the reason for Knights disinterest in her. The way he'd eyed up the agent when he'd come haring into their meeting together had given her enough clue.More Like This
The reason she wanted an alliance with Providence so badly wasn't just on account of the fact they did similar work, her group studied EVOS for medical purposes, trying to treat them. But that's where similarities ended. She wasn't above using experimentations and dirty tactics to get what she wanted.
And she wanted Knight out of the way. Once they cemented an alliance, she could get rid of him, and somehow take over the head spot. If she buttered Providence up enough, she could take over his po
Everything will be alrightMore Like This
"Everything will be alright," Caesar said softly as he held his brother tight. The truth is he wasn't sure how things will turn out but he had to say something. Rex was sobbing hysterically a moment ago and so he grabs hold of the boy to calm him down. The boy was still crying, amidst a series of hiccups, in his embrace. There was a sad look in Caesar's eyes as the reality of it all dawned upon him.
'They're gone. They're not coming back. Now it's just me and Rex.' He held Rex tighter as if afraid he'll lose the boy too if he doesn't. He closes his eyes as he felt Rex's tiny arms wrap around his waist. It was getting harder to keep the tears in and one escaped from the corner of his eyes. He dipped his head lower to hide his face even though he knew there was no one else in the apartment. They stayed that way for a long time holding on to each other; crying the pain and shock away. In that moment, the world seemed a lot bigger and scarier than it ever was.
"Caesar," Rex muffled voice s
Glutton Heroes' Guild (Prologue) It was a night with heavy rainfall.More Like This
Terabithia's quick feet were making quick stamps through the puddles that resided on the road to the Tower of Mystery. Her quest was simple: reach the tower, and kill the sorcerer who lived within. Terabithia, being a normally short woman with short brown hair and nearly all black adventuring gear, wore a serious face on all of her missions. Thanks to her light frame, she was able to treat the woods of the night like a playground, deftly avoiding traps with ease.
She made sure to take note of the odd creatures she encountered, and went so far as to memorize their patterns, so she would never be lost in battle.
As she drew closer, she began to feel a very dark aura enveloping her.
When she reached the door, she gave it a swift kick, and it was splintered in two. Two golems, clad in metal, came to greet her. Terabithia whipped out her hand, and flames appeared aroun
Lady Imura"Men... Tell me, am I not the most wondrous thing you've ever seen?"More Like This
There was a loud cheer of approval. She was.
"Am I not perfection made flesh?"
Again they agreed.
"Am I not the heavenly vessel of divine providence? The embodiment of heavenly will?"
She was, at least to them
"Am I not the biggest thing you've ever seen?"
Lady Imura, Shogun of the Daigo prefecture, was truly vast. She half lay propped in the rear of her heavily customized war wagon, parading in front of her troops. She wore thick, heavy armour with it’s overlapping plates covering her body like some great blood-red leviathan. A single plate covered her most valuable asset, more ornate and more reinforced than the helmet that encased her beautiful features, the mask separate so that she might address them. A huge curved bowl was strapped to the front of her, carved from ancient hardened camphor wood and coated in hammered bronze affixed over steel plates, protecting both her proudest, most valued and most vulner