*The young kusarian is obviously not sure about how to begin or what to say, opening her mouth and quickly closing it repeatadly, not saying a word each time good 5 minutes of the stream.*
*Eyes the camera in silence for a couple of seconds*
*And then facepalms*
Teach to fight? Fight what? Fight who?
Death?
To die? Simple. Grab a gun, put a cell.
Point it to the middle of your eyes, and shoot.
Or just watch everythin' you love, everythin' you hate,
everythin' that made you frickin' human, die and burn.
Then you can go and punch Death in the face.
Or slap her.
Fight the kitchen?
If this 'bout cookin', i ain't your go-to gal.
Fight?
If this 'bout killin'... Well.. Kill someone.
Silver.
[8:32:45 PM] Dusty Lens: Oh no, let me get that. Hello? Oh it's my grandma. She says to be roleplay.
[12:12:00] Traxit: this is smut stop