Rory: Thinking about our big day. Making images in the sand. Sadie: With your temporary condition? Doubt it.
Ben-cool... Blake-smirks- I bet i still can...how about a friendlt fight? My wounds dont hurt unless you grab a gun and shoot them -jokes-
Rory: Yeah... What have you been up to? Sadie: Ha ha. Alright... Now don't move, you'll hurt yourself. *smirks and mutters something in Greek then drops on the ground* Ghost: *picks up Blake lightly and places him on the ground*