:: Walking up to the Oracle he takes a slow look about the outside and lets out a low whistle. Thin framed and standing at 6'4" the man makes his way inside this place called the oracle as hazel opticics take a few things in...silly smile plastered he shakes away blonde bands from his average cut hair and proceeds to look about the bustling place....and every few moments he tries to stop a fellow to find a particular person::
Excuse me cou...
Just a mom...
He wait up can...
Des!
:: Since he couldnot seem to stop a single one he just shouts out the anme he was looking for and about a dozen fingers point as they freeze::
Umm..he..sorry bout that..thanks!
:: A wave to each and in that direction he goes searching for hopefully the office of Tera Destre Starfare...a sigh::
This is just...so much fun...
Excuse me cou...
Just a mom...
He wait up can...
Des!
:: Since he couldnot seem to stop a single one he just shouts out the anme he was looking for and about a dozen fingers point as they freeze::
Umm..he..sorry bout that..thanks!
:: A wave to each and in that direction he goes searching for hopefully the office of Tera Destre Starfare...a sigh::
This is just...so much fun...