06-05-2012, 07:53 AM
"Well, that's why we're starting this group; prophecy says we'll succeed- or, well, no, it doesn't, if you think bout ut," scowled Lucy. "Just that we'll make a stand." hen, he paused when he hear his daughter's chattering voice. He suddenly got a mischievous grin, grabbed a bucket full of soap water, and, similarly to his daughters earlier, scaled the walls of his own temple and waited. He put a finger to his lips as a signal for silence to Victor, then waited himself for Remy, as this part of the temple had no doors.
As soon as the tall, lanky man himself appeared, Lucy overturned the bucket.