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Post by Tomonari on Aug 30, 2008 22:07:33 GMT -5
Sighing a bit, Tomonari scratched his own head a bit. Shrugging, the teen replied, "Well like I said, I'm adopted, and not Scottish. I probably didn't make that clear, did I? Still, I was about four years old when I was adopted. Look, my foster father is Scottish, and I guess he needed to settle down somewhere since he had me to take care of. Hope that helps you out there." Another truth that came from a thief. He was probably going to confuse the hell out of these two, wasn't he? Looking over at Grom, Tomonari said, "The place I was born in, Japan, is another country. I don't remember much of it, but yeah, you get the picture." If Grom got his scent again, she would smell the scent of a Scottish lion man on him. That was the foster father he just mentioned.
Looking around at the ruins a bit, the mist seemed to be getting thicker. A look of worry and curiousity was on Tomonari's face, and he said, "Hey, does the mist around here usually get this thick? Something seems off about this.."
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