Hello, My Name Is: Death
Volume Five
BuffyFaithfan1
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[FIFTEEN]
"So, let me get this straight." I said, looking at Shropee. "One of us will become a spy, the other will be a super sneak, the other one will be blue print locater?"
"Yes, no figure out who is what, and Du need to leave Von midnight tonight while everyone is asleep. I'll be up, and hand Du the appropriate tools Du will need on this quest, and then Du will come back with all of your recollections, and I will take them from you, analyze, and solve the puzzle." She scraped up the liquid, and retured it to its vial. "Get going!"
"Alright." We said, and left to Jerek's room.
"So, who's gonna be the spy?" I wondered, and I had good feeling it was gonna' be me.
"Let's figure out Von skills." Tabra said.
"What?" Jerek asked.
"Just listen. Jerek is good with fighting skills, so he should be the spy oder the super sneak, that way if he gets caught, he can fight his way out of it and abort the mission." Tabra was sounding like a commando now. A bit creepy, even for Tabra. "I'm good with details, so I'll be the blue print locater. Cydnee is good with fighting too, so Du guys have to figure it out." Tabra then looked down at the ground. "I need to go. Sorry, figure it out, I'll return at midnight." And he left.
"So, I'll be the spy." I sagte and Jerek laughed.
"No, no. I'm the spy."
"Why?" I protested.
"Cause it's a dangerous job!" He said.
"And super sneak is safer?" I sagte and he thought it through.
"Okay, so you're the spy. Just be careful." He said, pulling me into him.
"I will be." I said, and we kissed.
"Let's sleep until midnight," Jerek set his alarm for midnight and shed his hemd, shirt and pants off.
We curled up in bed, and fell asleep, resting up for our big gig, konzert tonight.
Volume Five
BuffyFaithfan1
_______________________________
[FIFTEEN]
"So, let me get this straight." I said, looking at Shropee. "One of us will become a spy, the other will be a super sneak, the other one will be blue print locater?"
"Yes, no figure out who is what, and Du need to leave Von midnight tonight while everyone is asleep. I'll be up, and hand Du the appropriate tools Du will need on this quest, and then Du will come back with all of your recollections, and I will take them from you, analyze, and solve the puzzle." She scraped up the liquid, and retured it to its vial. "Get going!"
"Alright." We said, and left to Jerek's room.
"So, who's gonna be the spy?" I wondered, and I had good feeling it was gonna' be me.
"Let's figure out Von skills." Tabra said.
"What?" Jerek asked.
"Just listen. Jerek is good with fighting skills, so he should be the spy oder the super sneak, that way if he gets caught, he can fight his way out of it and abort the mission." Tabra was sounding like a commando now. A bit creepy, even for Tabra. "I'm good with details, so I'll be the blue print locater. Cydnee is good with fighting too, so Du guys have to figure it out." Tabra then looked down at the ground. "I need to go. Sorry, figure it out, I'll return at midnight." And he left.
"So, I'll be the spy." I sagte and Jerek laughed.
"No, no. I'm the spy."
"Why?" I protested.
"Cause it's a dangerous job!" He said.
"And super sneak is safer?" I sagte and he thought it through.
"Okay, so you're the spy. Just be careful." He said, pulling me into him.
"I will be." I said, and we kissed.
"Let's sleep until midnight," Jerek set his alarm for midnight and shed his hemd, shirt and pants off.
We curled up in bed, and fell asleep, resting up for our big gig, konzert tonight.
im in the devils playground
dont know anyone round here
i will try to stand my ground
and not let anyone sense my fear
cant confisgate a reality that is based on lies
i will not negociate with my pride
foolish as i was i am no longer that person
yes try to hold my gaze
my will wont lesson
and i am in the devils playground
i have my own toys
i try to not look around
to the erie noise
scrapping nails apon the pavement
and dried blood up on the walls
a smell that so nauseating
i feel i might fall
light headed i cant be
not in this place anyways
i walk further trying to find a way out of this place.
how did i get here where did i go wrong my morbid curisoty
of a unrealistic song.driven to a brink thats almost sickning
i cant find myself.a way out of the devils playground. my own personal hell
dont know anyone round here
i will try to stand my ground
and not let anyone sense my fear
cant confisgate a reality that is based on lies
i will not negociate with my pride
foolish as i was i am no longer that person
yes try to hold my gaze
my will wont lesson
and i am in the devils playground
i have my own toys
i try to not look around
to the erie noise
scrapping nails apon the pavement
and dried blood up on the walls
a smell that so nauseating
i feel i might fall
light headed i cant be
not in this place anyways
i walk further trying to find a way out of this place.
how did i get here where did i go wrong my morbid curisoty
of a unrealistic song.driven to a brink thats almost sickning
i cant find myself.a way out of the devils playground. my own personal hell