Celtic: -sits next to Celic- Hey. You seem sad. What's wrong? -smiles- Celic: Nothing. Tired I guess. Night: -Slides down the tree and lands next to Mist- I give up.
Celic: -sigh- -watches Blake- Rosie is...heavy. -chuckles- Celtic: Here. Put her legs on my lap. -puts Rosie's legs on her lap- There you go. -laughs-
Amanda:-turns her back to him- Well don't worry about it.... PUDDLE!!! We're leaving! Puddle:-nods and gives Zack a glare then starts to walks away with Amanda.-
Blake: up for a little sparring Zak: sure -brings sword out and attacks Blake- Blake: -brings sword out stopping attack-
Blake: -put lightning power in the sword- Zak: -makes the sword into a wind sword and attacks Blake at full speed- Blake: -blocks attack-