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fandomhighdorms2007-07-12 03:53 pm
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The Salle, Thursday Afternoon
Henry had Daisuke the practice sword out, and was back to woking on defensive forms. He'd realized, however, that there was only so much one could do without actual attacks against which to defend.
Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide,
No escape from reality
Open your eyes, Look up to the skies and see,
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy,
Because I'm easy come, easy go, Little high, little low,
Any way the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to me
He'd also realized that he was not a Queen fan.
OOC: His mun, however, doesn't understand how anyone could hate Bohemian Rhapsody. The Salle is open, feel free to headbang when the guitar part picks up.
Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide,
No escape from reality
Open your eyes, Look up to the skies and see,
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy,
Because I'm easy come, easy go, Little high, little low,
Any way the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to me
He'd also realized that he was not a Queen fan.
OOC: His mun, however, doesn't understand how anyone could hate Bohemian Rhapsody. The Salle is open, feel free to headbang when the guitar part picks up.