08-10-2015, 11:06 AM
As Michael waited, he caught the end of the two men's conversation. The Legion in Africa. He had heard as much, and before being isolated underground had followed its progress across the war torn continent.
"Excuse me,"
he interjected after the one named John finished. "How much progress has the Legion? I have a friend there, but I have not had the time to speak to him."
(OOC: sorry, short one but not much more to say when I'm butting in a conversation)
Edited by Michael Vellas, Aug 10 2015, 11:06 AM.
"Excuse me,"
he interjected after the one named John finished. "How much progress has the Legion? I have a friend there, but I have not had the time to speak to him."
(OOC: sorry, short one but not much more to say when I'm butting in a conversation)
Edited by Michael Vellas, Aug 10 2015, 11:06 AM.
"She saw a flaring halo around his head, radiant in gold and blue. It shouted of glory and power to come"
"No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has always got there first, and is waiting for it."