Welsh and Sully: C support.


You know, I've been drawing for a while now, but I'm still not as good as Shanz. I mean, she can draw like these elegant, pretty things, and I have this chibi-ish style. That what she calls it. And she always gets more attention for her art.

Okay, yeah, I only draw OCs for my dungeons and dragons story, but still. These guys are pretty awesome! As least Shio's nice enough to make jokes about 'em. I mean, just Formora. Formora is hilari–

"Hey, Welsh."

The fuck? "Neh?"

Oh, it's Sully. The redhead with short curly hair. Pretty sure she gets along well with Shanz. Not with me. I know what she's about to ask, and–

"You wanna spar sometime? You've got some nice moves."

Why is she grinning like that.

No, seriously, that grin is worse than Shanz's "you'll find out!" grin. It's scaring me. Okay, not really, but it's obnoxious. She's grinning like a hungry wolf that just found yummy food.

I am not wolf food.

I look back down to my drawing of Formora, my bat-winged demon with big boobs. "No thanks."

She keeps bugging me. "And why not? Afraid you'll lose?"

No. Why would she think that? "I have better things to do." Like drawing. Seriously, I wanna have a whole bunch of characters before I start this thing. It's gonna be so much fun. I need a spoony bard in there... As long as we don't have Shanz's stupid drunk thief, Lambda. I hate her.

Sully grabs me with one finger and pulls my head up. Owww. "Better than improving your chances of survival? Hah! I think that's your work ethic talking."

My answer is the most awesome answer that could ever be.

"What work ethic?" HOW IS THAT NOT AWESOME?

"Exactly." Sully grabs my hand and wow her hands are tiny wait SHIT I WANNA DRAW! FUCK IT SULLY WHY?! "Now, c'mon, I'm gonna teach you a few things about fighting cavalry."

Time to scream and yell and hope someone comes to save me, please not Shanz. "No wait shit I was drawing! No!" I try to tug away but DAMN she is really strong! Shit! "Sully! Let go of me!"

In an ominous voice, she replies, "only once I'm finished mopping the floor with you!" Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck! Okay I get it! I'll never underestimate a woman again! Just let me go! Please!

SHIT I'M ABOUT TO BE TORTURED

I don't even have my swoooord!

"NOOOOOOO!"


Welsh needed more development, so that happened. Whee. I'm afraid I don't have him quite down, I need to talk to him more. Also, my friends and I really sound alike, once you drop the different tones we use.