Post by Oliver Smith on Feb 6, 2017 5:17:56 GMT
Flipping out the lights,
trying to survive this endless fight
trying to survive this endless fight
Shelby Cooper , Yuko Romanov , none
years of paying attention in school was beginning to pay off for Oliver, he scouted around the stores looking at various goods. The school seemed to not mind students constructing assorted traps. Oliver knew that red flags would be raised if he bought everything himself, that or students would be tipped off about him making traps. Not to mention, what kinds of traps he could be making.
oliver wanted to remain full of all sorts of surprises at the moment, he didn’t need the limelight centered on him. Besides, he knew he would have to fight in the arena if he was going to investigate that supposed teacher betting ring… Actually, what exactly was he on about with that? Well, he couldn’t really remember but he knew there was something suspicious about the arena he didn’t like.
picking up an alternative to table salt, he quietly read the ingredients before whipping out his Japanese translator. Oliver was still learning how to properly saying things, reading was a completely different level of hard for him… Eventually, he’d need to find a tutor to teach him properly. Dropping it in his bag before heading to another half of the store, he had various products for devious purposes in his head…
quietly humming along with the tune playing in the background while reading the ingredients on a computer duster can.
a familiar voice caught his attention, he knew it from earlier. Glancing up to see Shelby and a older woman with a wheelchair, he was pretty sure that was a teacher from school he saw around. Did he want to ask Shelby why he was escorting a teacher around, or vise versa? No, he was going to try and avoid those two. Instead turning into a section to look for a first aid kit.
oliver wanted to remain full of all sorts of surprises at the moment, he didn’t need the limelight centered on him. Besides, he knew he would have to fight in the arena if he was going to investigate that supposed teacher betting ring… Actually, what exactly was he on about with that? Well, he couldn’t really remember but he knew there was something suspicious about the arena he didn’t like.
picking up an alternative to table salt, he quietly read the ingredients before whipping out his Japanese translator. Oliver was still learning how to properly saying things, reading was a completely different level of hard for him… Eventually, he’d need to find a tutor to teach him properly. Dropping it in his bag before heading to another half of the store, he had various products for devious purposes in his head…
quietly humming along with the tune playing in the background while reading the ingredients on a computer duster can.
a familiar voice caught his attention, he knew it from earlier. Glancing up to see Shelby and a older woman with a wheelchair, he was pretty sure that was a teacher from school he saw around. Did he want to ask Shelby why he was escorting a teacher around, or vise versa? No, he was going to try and avoid those two. Instead turning into a section to look for a first aid kit.
♥ Chou
