The Wordsmith Myth
A Story Teller
"Gross." Scout said.A loud crack was heard and the zombie Endeavor slumped to the ground, his head just holding on its neck by the flesh.
Erza nodded going back to tend to the fire.
"Also bigger on the inside I see..."Gwen commented as she walked around taking in the interior. "Interior is not what I expected...interesting...." she said looking around, until stoping infront of of the center pannel. She looked up at the glass tube watching the yellow electricity crackiling about. "Mobile home?..." she said with a chuckle "a much more spacious and nicer one then what I was use to as a kid.." she added
Once skinned the rabbits were roasted over the fire.
"The rustbucket. I'm aware." He said. "Well. I'll drop you off at the plumber base. I believe the Doctor will be asking either you or Ben to teavel with him. I'd offer the same but I'm not usually one to take passengers."