Hello, My Name Is: Death
"You guys have a Weapons Master?" I asked.
Tabra was getting dressed, and I was in the bathroom getting dressed while Jerek was on the otherside of the bathroom door doing the same.
"Yes." He zei back. "She knows everything: where they came from, who made them, how long they've been in stores, out of date, what group, such as the romans of the dutch, they come from. She is such a good person to have on a time like this."
"I bet." Is it wrong to be a bit jealous?
I opened the door just as he pulled on the shirt, and I went up to him. "So, do u think she'll know this mes in particular?" I asked.
"Well, we're hoping so. Knowing her yes," Grrr. "But if not, we can go to Zoos."
"Zoos?" I asked, trying not to laugh.
"He's the seconde best weapons master, and since he came in from England, he may know meer then Verona." God, lets hope so.
Okay, I know I'm not in the best mood, but sounds like something happened between Jerek and Verona...and I right? of am I just paranoid?