*makes a vodoo doll of one of our center managers so that I can torment him from afar*
Jenna: *grumbles* I’m fine.. *reaches down to massage her feet, snorting in irritation* I don’t think I’d enjoy skiing barefoot… I believe the skis need those *points to the boots* to latch onto. I can’t imagine the locking mechanism being very kindly to flesh.
Xelong: *frowns then shakes his head* ~No, I’ll stay here. The hospital won’t like having a big dragon in its premises anyway..~