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If tea is for the weak.
And the Britisg drink tea.
By the transitive property the British are weak.
AMERICA
AgniSpirit said
What do you mean by that Dussie? >.>


Tea is for the weak.
AGNI KNOWS

Coffee or bust.
Abby tapped him on the head, and Benjamin offered a soft smile. She seemed nice. Naoto on the other hand, seemed like a fool. He's rushed Sonya and the one hit it looked like might have connected, she countered and suddenly he was on his face in the sand. Never had he ever been so happy to just be sitting and not part of the action. Sonya had displayed a powerful riposte, despite it having been hand to hand. Soon, the mysterious woman started to explain Dying Will and the aspects. It was certainly... Interesting. Most definitely not something he'd heard before, or even of.

"I only have question one left." Ben told her. "Now what?"
He wasn't eager to join the mafia, exactly. He didn't really want to. What he wanted was to go home and forget this happened. But it did, apparently. Somehow. Even though Benjamin would never admit it, in the back of his mind he thought he could help his father out. Perhaps being this... 'Cloud Guardian' might get some collectors off his tail. If only to protect his mother and the likely other illegitimate child that bastardized had fostered.
Some girl ran up, Abby, Ben remembered, and joined their little cluster. He stretched his legs out over the sand with no regard for the cleanliness of his pants. The sand was warm underneath him as he pulled his knees up to rest his arms on. Suddenly things were quiet and he'd finally found his breathe, at long last. He, along with Abby, saw Sonya up on the rock, red hair like a lighthouse's flare. In the distance, he heard crashing and general chaos. Suddenly, Naoto emerged, flying through the sky, and landed face first in the sand, not twenty meters away.

Benjamin recoiled hard in surprise. How did he survive that? How did he get sent flying in the first place? And why didn't he look hurt? Why was Benjamin still even here!? What ungodly force was at play here? He did a quick cross over his torso and head, instinctively, as he watched Naoto dash off to fight Sonya. He'd only just met that woman but she was dangerous. Not someone to piss. "This is a dream, yeah? You're all figments if my imagination? How else do you possibly explain that?" That boy should be dead four time over, and yet he was pulling off the most amazing stunts and tricks. Sonya had never truly answered a question. Just caused more and more.
He ran around town and I guess ended up at the beach.
Like the first time Tsuna got shot, he was all over the place.
That's how I took it.
Agni pls
Hasayo has...
Certainly become more intriguing.
Tangerines.

Fruit cups.

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