Just-A-Stick

why?

Jacin glanced around the room, noting all the people and decided that he wasn't needed. he walked back out the door. If they need a doctor, they can find me.

as soon as someone takes

Yes!

I curse all math and run away with the sandwich.

Whiplash flew her ship over to one of the forest fragments and landed on the edge of it, jumping out of her ship, leaving the cockpit open and running into the trees. At the center of the fragment, she found a little cave. Whiplash crunched her body into the small space and wept. ALONE! Her mind screamed at her, ALWAYS ALONE. NEVER SAFE. NEVER LOVED. NEVER. NEVER. NEVER. Whiplash screamed into the void she was falling into, but nothing slowed her descent. A sudden impression entered her mind. sleep. rest. darkness... you need only end it all. forever you can. rest. sleep. in darkness. The words repeated over and over in her mind, sounding more desirable with each repetition. Hardly thinking, she reached toward her knife, alone in the darkness.

I'm winning!

who knows the best way to eat sour patch kids? who wants to know the best way to eat sour patch kids?

Jacin leaned against the counter in a relaxed pose. content to wait. for now.

cat

Jacin strolled into the inn, walking purposefully over to the counter.

yes.

me? I ain't wrong, my good sharder, it's lyrics to one of my favorite songs

I wrap the snail in a rag that I conveniently had in my hand and fling it (along with the snail) into an oncoming highstorm that is powered by math.

It's been drug through the mud, runs on dreams an gasoline, an that old highway holds they keyyy,

*winning again*

I reincarnate and steal the sandwich, brushing off the snail.