A/N:
Smol Recap:
SI trained the two of the Three Pervs into the path of the Swole
Met Asia and got his Protecc buttons pressed
Oh and warning? Small Gore ahead.
Chapter 6: A Small Taste of Home
Next Day
SI!Arthur
I stood silently underneath the darkness of a modern attic unbeknownst to the owner of the home I hid. Gazing at the only window of the room while angling myself to not make any form of a silhouette to be seen from outside, I directed my sight to the side where I can safely see the lone house where Issei's supposed human contractor who will ask a wish for him, only to be killed by Freed. I panned my sight from where I was looking a bit lower and to the side where two houses were next to where I was looking and to the alley that separated said two homes.
I cannot see them, but I can feel the unbridled yet leashed manic bloodlust of the rogue exorcist himself and from the weak yet bright presence beside him is likely the young nun I met. Night had already arrived an hour or so ago as I remained in vigil even if I know Freed would not just barge into that home and murder the human living there but threaten Asia with rape.
I did not know that it would be sped up but things must had gotten dicey already with the butterflies. I already felt the female Stray Devil Rias killed and used as exposition die earlier and with yours truly acting as Issei's sounding board by the boy call by the end of my shift, I managed to learn that the contract will be done today. How Freed decided heretic murder is tonight's menu I do not know and I personally don't want to know. Regardless, I assured myself in my preparations such grisly things would not come to pass.
And for how. . .
The scent of sweet citrus entered my nostrils as I felt the rustling of leaves in my neck before I even heard the sound itself. I glanced at a potted plant being bathed by moonlight by the window I put there when I snuck in. As light seemingly bent from an unseen curtain, I observed cautiously as a pair of transparent delicate hands slowly become visible, slowly but gently, they pried a veil in reality casually as a form pulled itself from where it was. Unnaturally, between blinking my eyes, a woman appeared fully visible, leaning yet sitting by the window.
Red scarlet hair freely fanned in the air before it gracefully fell as an inhumanely beautiful woman looked at me with a mischievous, adoring, and loving gaze with the brightest green eyes that even the one I saw in my reflections cannot compare. A beauty mark just below her beautiful wet lips enhanced her beauty. More so with her willowy waist, child-bearing hips, plush bottom, and a pair of motherly huge tits almost as big as her head each and defying even the greatest oppressor gravity itself to stand proudly and perkily.
The woman looked absolutely picturesque, especially in her stately kimono(a furisode I noted absentmindedly). Artfully designed golden cracks, kintsugi-like patterns line over a beautiful sky-blue colored canvas depicting dancing koi fishes amidst flying chrysanthemum petals amidst the silk canvas.
"Greetings Andrew-sama." The woman said, her voice a low purr full of feminine grace and sensuality as she stands gracefully on the window she sat on and bowed to me with the utmost respect. Her posture was prim and proper, her movement elegance personified itself with the motions. . . Only it is obvious to anyone who's looking as she pushed her breasts together with her ass bouncing perkily when she left her sitting position with the most subtle twitch of her hips to emphasize the bouncing a bit further.
My lips twitched.
". . . Andr–"Bang!"–fuck!" The 'elegant' woman cursed as I smacked her head with a closed fist. "What was that for you brute?!" The woman said while rubbing her head with drops of tears, her formal tone and body language went to oblivion as she sprawled on the wooden floor.
"Felt like it," I said dismissably. "And change back to your true form, fey," I said squinting at the mirror-like sheen her eyes glowed on my sight. As if it mirrors her skin's.
"How rude. And here I thought you prefer this sort of form on a woman's body," said the woman retorted angrily. "And it's fay not that you arse! And I'm bloody retired on deals from anyone from the courts!"
"Retired? I think you just replaced a court with another here in Japan. And I like it when said woman is true to herself, both body and soul." I said, pointedly looking at her at my last sentence as I waved my hand impatiently for her to reveal herself while preparing myself mentally for what will come next.
"Meanie, and here I thought an Englishman like you would be respectful. Yet with how butchered your tongue is at times, I dare say you are not a proper one." She pouted yet conceded as I watch the 'fay's' body swiftly melt like snow in the summer heat. Or should I say. . . a termite nest attacked by a predator.
Her everything. Her 'body' shivered.
'It' swiftly discolored as what it is composed of revealed itself as they moved. Maggots, maggots that skittered from head to toe to the ground spreading rapidly and vanishing to the deep shadows as what is 'inside' revealed underneath the disgusting pile of larvae.
A young female with small elfin ears, with a petite body that would make people initially think of her as a child by size and height, much smaller than even the local kitten until noticing the mature female curves and small pair of breasts whose nipples are almost visible by the open shoulders of her dark crimson kimono which had its blue sky canvas and golden cracks replaced by a calm clear dark color that seemed to be a clear starless night sky with vibrant red lilies and Japanese primrose petals as its only backdrop.
Alongside those, the vibrant free red hair she had on her glamour was replaced by a hime cut blood red crimson hair with two tufts of hair jutting out seemingly like insect antennae. The beautiful emerald eyes are replaced by a much duller yet still bright pair with 'seams' that are shaped as black saltire crosses separating the whites of her eyes into four sections with her iris at their center that expands and contracts a bit as her eyes moved. And in her clear creamy back, two seams opened as a pair of giant cricket wings grew out of them.
Blinking her eyes, she looked up at me and spread her arms away with the dryness of a desert on her face.
"Get on with it," I said as I pulled out a gold coin made out of my magical energy out of my pocket and tossed it to her as she jumped on her feet and proceeded to swallow it in one gulp. Like a dog.
"W-what am I your mutt?" She said as pink dusted her cheeks as she shivered visibly in euphoria at what she ate. Coughing on her fist, she regained her composure swiftly as she stood prim and proper and proceeded to talk.
"Besides you not answering my calls and my unanswered question you never answer? I guess I should start," she said while scratching her head violently without somehow ruining her hairstyle when I rose a closed fist threateningly making her quickly sit on the floor and leaned her back on the wall as casually as she manage with her prodigious poker face. "First, I chucked the tosser by that house you pointed to me to an adjacent plane. Bloody git's gonna have a nightmare obviously if the knock-off crazy fake demigod over there has a say to it. The double work is enough, pretty sure the batshit insane little shit ain't gonna notice when he shanks the bitch out of it and yes, the glamor around the place works as you commissioned me by the letter.
"Now if you give me more~ I could easily make sure no one's going to notice beyond a specialist checking thorou–" "No thanks, continue." I interrupted swiftly as I pointed at the ground.
Rolling her eyes, she stood up and replied, "Urgh, Yes! I checked the leylines without letting the princesses notice me, even the prissy one and the Maid's parental controls. Your additions are not gone and are still unnoticed. What in the bloody hell is an Ogham practitioner like you playing with lesser Aesir runes anyways with such scale and complexity that beyond 'Enhancing' something, I can't make heads or tails of what your cooking!"
"None of your business," She raised an eyebrow and opened a hand to me. Rolling my eyes, I pulled out a coin and tossed it on my palm as she greedily looks at it.
Only for me to grab it in a closed fist filled with my magical energy and malicious intent, crushing four hours of maximum effort to dust. I showed it to her as it broke down and drop from my hand without touching the ground as they vanished. Tips are not something I'd not give to the thing infront of me, especially when she's not just bound to myself, but to the land and the youkais themselves. Paranoid or not, but the secular youkais are very thorough when dealing with infamous threats.
"By. The. Letter." I let the contract between us do the talking further. She winced.
"Ugh, why you always have that stick your arse when interacting with me only makes me wonder if their PR is working as intended. Or are you too much of an insular Japanese already here to not watch or read the things released in the West?"
"I don't watch them." Was my only reply as I turned my back to her and sat down on the ground and proceeded to draw Ogham inscriptions on the floor. I felt her poke my back a few times while I ignored her as the scripts glowed as my writing started to speed up as a boundary started to grow around us and start to push away her fingers.
She pouted as I saw it in my peripheral as she made some dissatisfied noises and proceeded to walk back to the potted plant before she get shoved out of the window.
"This one-way street communication is grating you know Andrew-san," I ignored her as I felt her visibly roll her eyes and clicked her tongue as I continued my work. "Whatever, you know where to call me and our deal's still in effect so don't two time on me ok~ 3?" I felt her presence vanish at the last word and made sure it was true instead of her doing some sneaky things.
. . .
I sighed as I stopped. The scripts meant to create a boundary anchor blinked and twisted many times until it turned into an extremely minor mending of objects briefly before disappearing as the wood returned to normal with no trace of tampering.
"This is why I hate outsourcing things. Too many busy bodies, too many questions. . ." I groused as I stood up, donning my armor as I felt a helmet manifest on my arm and proceeded to wear it.
Walking to the window, I saw Freed just in time swagger to his supposed 'victim'.
"Show time."
Asia Argento
Naïve, innocent, pure, pious and meek. All things that she knows is true to describe her. Beyond those, there is something that is not true in her honest opinion but said behind close doors of her is that she is very, very gullible. But in her honest opinion, she just sees the best of those around her, that beyond the pettiness and hurt given, everyone has innate goodness in their hearts.
She once knew a sister was jealous of her and her Gift, but she knows she loves God the same as her and she work much harder even than her and she loves the people as she does. But here, with fellow excommunicated believers and the fallen angels, she feels too few of them still believe and love. And that with her fellows danger lies for her and likely her soul.
Just in the short time she had stayed in that ruined church, she had heard enough from the excommunicated exorcists what possible purpose she is in this town. She even saw part of a ritual circle that a nun back in Italy warned her to be dangerous specifically for someone gifted by God like her being carved on the church's basement.
Of course. Because she participated on carving the finishing touches. . .
A huge part of her denies such things. Excommunicated or not, they all believed in the same God. And the fallen angels still were His messengers and His creations. B-but this?! This is simply wrong!
"Sister Asia~, why are you cowering in that corner like a little bitch nun going to be raped by some shitty devils~!" Father Freed gleefully said, his maddened mood similar at the time when Mr. Pen just left. I noticed there was blood covering one of his cheeks as he continued carving out the bowels of the still-breathing and awake person screaming his lungs out with a sharp knifeand cauterizing the person's wounds with his sword of light while flicking the blood-soaked knife around like painting a macabre art. "You really need to help me on giving this scum the good ole stabbing~! Father Freed had his brain melting when I had helped a fellow believer do their honest work~! And I think I had outdone myself doing the hocus pocus praying to not letting yet the shitty devils in this scum town of their notice were doing some necessary and important exorcism! Hyahahahaha~!"
Frozen in terror, I can only stare at the horror in front of me as I choked back a scream and cover my mouth with my hands. T-this is just so wrong!
"Now Sister, I think I have a knife here somewhere. Let's get rid of that virgin pacifistic hands of yours with this devil-loving fuck." He said, rummaging inside his coat.
"N-no!" I managed to get my voice back.
". . . What?" I felt my spine shiver at his much lower tone. He stomped to my direction as my heart beat loudly on each step. "Oi, oi, oi, the fuck you say you little shit?!" He shouted while grabbing my shoulders as he closed to my personal space.
I cowered as he stood and loomed over me. I felt the burgeoning courage falter as all of his focus is on me. I prayed to God as I pray for his priest to listen to morality as I felt my mouth open on its own voluntarily.
"P-please, Father Freed, stop! Don't let this person suffer any further! Can't you see that this is too much?" I pleaded as I tried to convey with my eyes to him for him to stand down.
"Haa! Too much?! Shits like this fuck don't need anything that is enough! They are monsters that have their just deserve! S#it like 'em have the only good thing to have their guts open and blood warm the floor you see~. It's basically the circle of life! Scum kills sheep, us kill scum! Hyahahahahaha~ and we also kill sheep when they needed culling!"
N-no. . . someo–!
Thud thu–slick!
Hyoudou Issei
'Man, I really wish this guy's not a weirdo.' Issei wished as he travelled to his client's home while riding his bike.
It has not been a single week since his life changed. Getting a girlfriend, a forward step to his harem king life, learning that the supernatural are real, and stepping in his new life as a devil. Many things had been weirdly going on in his life that his sensibilities can't wrap its head on what to do between going with the flow and follow his guts or hide in his room and cope with his various eroges.
Learning that all of the Occult Research Club are devils and his new girlfriend is likely a much older onee-san hottie and a Fallen Angel? A huge part of himself celebrated at the opportunity. But still, as much of an inherent blockhead he is, he knows how much of a danger the world he entered in.
Getting advised by his girlfriend's boss about the bigger target on his back because he got reincarnated into a Devil by someone important as his Buchou, dating a Fallen Angel without obvious intention of converting her or joining her side AND his superpower possibly going to be a danger because he is weak gives someone even like him of what his impulsive decision could affect everyone.
He also read enough of the atmosphere that everyone is very suspicious of him and his girlfriend but they are trying to bridge the gap. Especially when Rias thinks it's very romantic of him to have a relationship with the 'enemy'. Even if he got 'blessed' apparently by the 'man-child pervert governor' made it even weirder, and in some cases, scarier.
Akeno-san is really too forward though. . . Especially when she and Raynare butt heads together on how to train him. With how his spine chilled when both tend to argue and do some passive aggressive things, he is pretty sure regardless who wins, he would be in danger. In more ways than one.
'Rias and everyone did still promise me how to use it.' He clenched his left fist near his chest as he continued to pump his bike without tiring himself. He even managed to call his superpower just today!
. . . He does not think something like his 'Sacred Gear's' power is that important when he heard what it could do. But training should make it matter! Minmaxing and being a specialist is the key to the team as Andrew-sama stated(part of him still feels guilty hiding things while asking for advice from him but the foreigner respected his privacy to not ask further), and getting more contracts to snowball my progress to success!
… Well, this would be his second one, Mil-tan might be a bit weird and he(both of them are) is disappointed he cannot turn the magical girl otaku into the real deal, but he feels he could grant this client's wish this time!
Believe it!
'Weird catchphrase again…' he shuddered when he reflexively perked himself up from another one weird word and thing his eccentric 'elder brother from another mother' tends to say and the spike of horrified realization that it worked and the implications everyone tells that he is being gaslig-!
He stopped his thoughts from spiraling further and his bicycle as he arrived just in time to his client's home. Randomly praying to his success, he knocked politely at the gate.
Creak…
"Weird, gate's open," He cannot help but comment at the open gate that he accidentally pushed when he knocked. "Is the client expecting me that much? No, no no, it's probably something like an unspoken thing Koneko had with her client, aaah~! I forgot to ask for some tips! Stupid!" He grouched without raising his voice to avoid disturbing the neighbors as he pardoned his intrusion as he entered the property.
Bang!
"Eeeeh!" A sudden freak wind passed by as the main door to the house itself creaked open by the force making him shudder without screeching like a girl.
"… A weirdo." He cannot help but summarize as he looked at the dark house with only a single light deep in the hallway of the opened door he can see. Gulping loudly as he pulled out his phone like he was taught by his blond foreigner bro reflexively and ready to press the speed dial to call his Buchou at the obvious horror scenario his client likely prepared, embarrassment be damned as he steeled himself and walked in.
With flashlight open of course.
'…!' A chill crawled up his spine when he entered the house as the strange atmosphere struck him suddenly in force making him really, REALLY wish to had not enthusiastically taken this client's from Koneko.
"… did this guy kill a bunch of chickens?" He grimaced at the copious coppery scent of blood blasting his nose with the heavy smell clogging them as he walked to the light. "Excuse me Mist-" "Nooo!" He pressed the speed dial without hesitation and quickly bolted inside the lit room quickly at the scream!
"Are you–uaargh!" He shouted in panic as he slid at the wet floor due to his momentum, rolling headfirst as he slammed loudly at the back of a couch on his path. "Ouch, ouch, ouch…! Anyone ok there? Woah!" He tried to return to stood up only to trip with his legs with how the world spun in his sight as he tried and failed to do so a few times more.
"You some joke ya little devil shit?" A dumbfounded voice said above him as a shadow loomed above his head. Clarity suddenly came to him somehow at not the vulgarity but the Stranger Danger screaming at his ear and the name of his new race. His eyes met blood-red ones that he is pretty sure belonged to a crazy person, especially with the blood on the white-haired handsome bastard's face and the bloody knife in one of his hands.
And the mad crazy smile of the guy wearing a stylistic priest clothes of course.
"Y-yo?" He cannot help but say hi as he rubbed his aching elbows with his hands. He frowned at the wet sensation as his trap shuddered in terror when he saw the blood on his hands. At the heavily blood-soaked floor.
Flop.
"Hello ya devil cunt," The murderer cackled at the whimper that came out of his mouth as what he thinks are the intestines of the killer above him spilled out from the head of the couch, he is in leaning on. "Can't say I did not expect a shitty devil like you to arrive quickly when I'm still doing the finishing touches of my art prepared for freaks like you to come in but your reaction's absolutely killing me hyahahahahahaha!"
He managed to straighten back his vision and everything amidst the mad cackles of the bastard as his eyes darted around as the handsome bastard pulled out a lightsaber of all things that he dragged across the floor!
"I was trying to be a really good senior ya know," the mad bastard wearing some priestly clothing casually said as the acrid scent of blood was mixed by burning wood as flames started to grow. "Like, babysitting the new co-worker is a massive hassle already, but when she cannot even do an ole stabby. I even compromised by trying to teach her how to peel, but she can't touch the damn knife!"
A whimper nearby dragged his attention to a corner to one of the cutest girl he ever met. A cute and really scared blonde foreigner wearing a nun's habit! A nun's habit that is almost stripped away from her body with her really cute oppai visible!
"… so I thought of her to make it well for everyone by giving some good prayers with Father Freed if you know what I'm saying. No, of course ya know what I'm saying, you're a shitty devil!" The guy cackled as he kicked away the couch he is leaning making the back of his head to slam to the ground with the corpse of his likely client splaying beside him making him quickly glance at it(withhisstomachcutopenandhiseyesonhismou-) before looking quickly at the crazy guy positioning his lightsaber for an overhead swing. "Why don't we cut off your limbs so you can have a nice show before I clean you off the face of the earth like you deserve." The guy ended with a crazy leer.
Rising his head for likely the last time, the terror-struck mind of Hyoudou Issei and his fight or flight instincts raised into one single consensus.
Fight!
"Good! Hyahahaha!" the bastard cackled as Twice Critical appeared in scarlet light as Issei's armored fist moved normally and then… [BOOST!] "Fight like the cu-urgh!"
And slammed directly at the priest's groin!
"Urgh! Y-you fucking shit fu-!" The priest cursed as he held his family jewels dearly as he staggered and stand up amidst the burning wet floor and moved to hide the cute girl behind his back as he furiously pointed at the exit with a hand behind him repeatedly. "That's it you cheating devil with your shitty cheat to–" Lightning suddenly appeared flashing to his side in blistering speed! "– you think you're being sneaky you devil fucks?!" Dodged by the hair's breadth!
"My, my, that's a really uncouth mouth." Akeno-senpai gracefully said as electricity danced on her fingertips that she sexily licked as she stepped in from where he had entered, red light glowing behind her as it flashed repeatedly as everyone appeared behind her.
"Akeno-senpai! Everyone!" he cheered at the sudden reinforcements as he touched the shoulder of the visibly startled nun as he dragged her to their side with him and Kiba suddenly crossed the distance to beside him and helping them both move.
"Good work Ise with the call. That was pretty smart of you," Buchou congratulated him as she walked in front of Akeno-senpai and imperiously looked down at the priest. "And as for you, Rogue Exorcist Freed Selzen, what do you think your doing trying to kill my cute servant?
"Tch, so that's the cunt Raynare's little bitch boytoy?" the priest clicked his tongue in irritation and stood up as if he was not kneed on the groin. "My bad little missy, I was trying to hunt down some Strays ya see. Did not know I was gutting your shitty weak servant peko 3?" The bastard had the gall to bonk his head with a fist and acted cutely! Everyone tensed as the man started lighting up in white light.
"You think you can just say such things and teleport away?" Buchou said with notable anger now on her tone.
"Of course, I could, I already apologized like I was taught. I'm a good boy you see~!" the man cackled. Buchou's frown got deeper, Koneko's nose crunched as her placid and disdainful face froze as visible panic appeared on her face as she grabbed Buchou and Akeno-senpai's sleeves bringing their attention to her.
"Bombs." Was the curt fear-filled tone that came out of the normally taciturn girl.
"… it would seem you are not genuine with your intentions; I am sure I can bring you back not completely intact for you to dare to do this." Buchou calmly said as scarlet black energies blossomed out of her body as they ate away the walls and the furniture while Akeno and everyone shielded from the sudden blast of power that revealed many objects tightly wrapped by a strange wavy and moving black material that is visibly breaking down slowly at the wave of power Buchou released.
"Ahahahaha of course a mini-boss bitch like you would have the capability to notice my gifts! I told the big boss one of you shitty devils would notice!" The crazy guy cackled as a white sheet of light came out of his sleeves that tore itself as a thin white shield blocked the sudden wave. Amidst the mad cackling, the mad priest swiped his arm to the side as a black stick came out of his sleeves.
A single thumb pushed out a cap open.
Akeno-senpai's arm flashed out with a magic circle appearing in front of it, releasing a bright white light.
A loud bang boomed together with the appearance of her magic circle making her look at the nearby window in panic as it changed into a stained glass and the light swerved into it's direction and rebounded it back to Akeno with a pained cry!
""Akeno!"" everyone cried in shock as the output of power releasing from Buchou stalled briefly.
Amidst the panic and terror, the mad priest just with the same thumb slammed at the red button with a loud beep.
Followed by another.
And another and another as red lights flashed around them in the room and in the hallways blinking ominously alongside loud repeated and rapidly going faster beeps that chilled his heart at the realization of what is around them.
"It may be not to my taste with no personal stabbing, but I can't pass off the chance to do some big boom after doing some nice quick redecorations, especially with you shitty devils at ground zero," the mad bastard stated with a gleeful grin as his visage became more indistinct. "Tell your brother to say hi to me in hell ya redheaded bitch!" And with a sharp sound and flash of light, the bastard was gone!
"Damn it!" Buchou shouted as thick slabs of metal after metal started appearing around them as Kiba sweated heavily with a raised arm as Akeno-senpai was propped by Koneko as the cute nun(she did not leave?!) is holding her hands to the voluptuous woman with calm green light coming from her hands as Akeno-senpai with visible and heavy effort and forced to put a shield around them.
Panic struck his heart this time as he knew he cannot punch his way out of this problem as his thoughts and emotions started to peak in despair at the situation as his armored fist creaked and changed as he does not kn-
Bang!
Everyone looked at the new hole in the wall as the window and the walls around it exploded as something barreled through it, slamming beside Buchou with a loud banging sound just in time as one of the explosives released a painfully looking white light!
He closed his eyes as the searing light's pain struck his entire body just in time as a shadow rose up from the ground. Outside, the house exploded into a cross-like light that would have been seen by everyo-!
SI!Arthur
I grimaced as I held up a fast-cracking circular slab of stone tightly with my hands(my panic stricken hands fuuuu-) as red and black lights surround the Gremory team and me in a circular barrier and preventing the light from entering through.
"I did not so expect this…"
AN: How is it going in the road of life, everyone? Sorry for being late. Was lost in it, saved a granny, saved a cat, sa- ok before I do an Obito-Kakashi, I can explain.
College, Sick, and Distracted.
To expand the three words above;
College to those experiencing it right now or experienced it is… o_o)… especially for someone with a bad case of insomnia. And that's where we go in the Sick. Due to circumstances, I would not get to the detail, I traveled during the Christmas break extensively without sleeping much, and apparently, the body can only take much punishment and take it out on me the entire half of the current year with further complications I would not bother to say further so we go to the last. Akkun. To those who knew my posting activities, I have a crossover quest there in Record & Ragnarök and FGO there, posted read mode even on QQ. It's fun and helped me pull out of my lethargy funks. Just please bear with me if you want to play, I'm a first-time qm.
Well to not make me go off the rails on this AN: I'll just put this based on my ongoing projects and about my quest.
I'll be honest, I have too many ideas on this one, and the mood swings I have is the reason why I put it as crack. Because I cannot predict myself if I would get up to shenanigans as I write this while putting serious thoughts on the plot and YES I already have a structured plot where this will go. It's just the road is something I don't know as I write if it would fly up to outer space together with the Flying Spaghetti Monster or be too grounded. And as I write this, I conclude that I just don't care. My muse is finicky as h#ll and if she wants to play, I'll play with her.
My target is that I wish to finish Arc 1 & 2 this month. Hopefully "O_O).
And in my quest to those who played/plays it. I'm going to try to get my schedule today about my subjects before I decide my schedule, classes are going to start again ya see and I already got an earful that exhausting myself is not a suggested way of trying to go to sleep.
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