(Bleh, I'm sorry. Been working on this story. HAving too much fun. 30 pages long already.)<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>The voice said, "More or less. Reizu used a big katana to make rabbit sushi. But he left my head for later. Speaking of which Reizu, could you get me out of this bag? It was nice to listen to the band from on stage, but I'd like to see what's going on."</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Reizu stood up and began to untie the bag. "Yeah. What she said. But I'll need something big to work with. I'll find that later though." FInishing his task, he looked outside before grabbing his bass. "Alright, guys. Let's load up." The wolfeasel walked down into his own shadow, disappearing from view.