Ultron sighed, "A shame."
*
The dark side of this business is the sale of pokemon to use as masts until his death or experiments.
As he died he was with a certain peace that his time has ended just the thought of not being remembered by others hurt him a little as he was an orphan with little friends who according to his assumptions should be dead by now. Just that tinge of regret.
Looking at the person in front of her her heart started beating frantically, "Thank... Thank you..." somehow she managed to thanked him.
Didn't make sense not to live for fun
I shook my head. "No. That's why I'm wondering about your weird actions since this morning"
"Yes mistress?" - the elderly maid said as she bowed
"My name is Yan..."
I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed
Murrue would have reprimanded him for his word choice, but the tone of his voice was one of complete shock. "What is it?"
The Lil' girl could only sighed lightly as she bit her lips, not allowing herself to speak.