|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 8:39 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 8:41 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 8:43 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 8:50 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 8:52 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 8:57 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 9:01 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 9:06 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 9:12 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 9:15 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 9:24 pm
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/posts/say/say_b1_p.gif) |
Daniel smiles broadly as he stands to step to the desk. He pasues for just a moment, having to shift the rod under his jacket once again, to avoid dropping it. Walking over to the desk, he takes the papers that Kits hands him, and nods emphatically.
"I promise, that there will never be a day that you come to regret this. As to when I can start, well, immediately. And as to a uniform, give me a night to look into it, and I'll see what i can come up with."
Looking down at the papers, he can already see a number of blanks that are going to give him problems, but to him, it no longer matters.
|
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
|
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/template/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/template/s.gif) |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 9:29 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 9:33 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 9:37 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 9:42 pm
|
|
|
|
|
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/template/s.gif) |
|
|
|
|
|