Noob
As the sun set on the horizon, sending rays of light glistening over the ocean, Ling sat on a rock watching over the blazing fire which sent sparks flying over the sand. The bodies of the people he had slain, burning on the sand as other members of his gang wandered around, throwing more and more bodies onto the already towering pile. Behind him he heard a voice with a very distinct Indian accent yell, "Curry buns, fetch me my Agni!" Ling shook his head. How silly Prince Soma was, always getting his curry buns and his maid mixed up.
"May I take a seat?" He heard a voice behind him say. He nodded, not turning around as he knew who it was. Chow sat beside him. "Have fun tonight?"
Ling shrugged, "I've had better."
Chow smirked, "Oh, don't I know it." Ling glared at him out of the corner of his eye causing Chow to chuckle.
"That's not what I meant."
"Of course it wasn't." The two sat there quietly for a few moments, staring into the fire before them. Eventually Chow spoke up, "Want to have some more fun?" He asked, turning towards Ling with a cheeky smile on his face.
"What do you have in mind?"
"How about we obtain some weed and then head over to my place." He said, standing up.
Ling also stood, raising his eyebrow questioningly. "And what will we be doing at you place?"
"Ever been into a yaoi dungeon before?" Chow asked.
Ling looked confused. "What's a yaoi dungeon?"
Chow grinned wickedly, "You'll find out." Chow grabbed Ling's hand and dragged him away to his yaoi dungeon.
Let's just say Ling did find out what a yaoi dungeon was, and couldn't walk properly for the next three weeks.
Fin