<span style="color: gray">"ive never tried to use magic, i have never needed it. well that other one seems to know what he is doing but he also acts like we are something he stepped in so i would definately deal with Elune."</span>he shook his head with a smirk.<span style="color: gray"> "no its definately because i am part Troll... well, that and four years old, but it was that Troll anger that gave me the strength to get up there, the merical is i didnt kill myself getting back down."</span>he looked up at Sahra and them smirked.<span style="color: gray">"are you sure we need to look for someone to train with? she seems tough enough."</span><br/><br/>the Troll grunted before reaching up to rub her eyes. "who? Vyre!? fuck off, its my day off you cunt... i get one day off a week to sleep the fuck in and you barge in here acting like you give a fuck? go find one of your little toys and lick it till it squeals some more... i am going back to fucking bed, you want the men go get them yourself. im not some fucking grunt you can treat like this..." she picked her gun back up and stuck it under her pillow as she got into bed. "when you make up your fucking mind i might decide to give a damn what you want."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>