*Dion looks at the newly freed sword enviously, annoyed at his useless blade.*

"Man, I wish I had a sword that wasn't a rusted piece of tin foil. Bah, had I known that I would not be able to use the Ragnarok, I would have brought along a butter knife from the pub. It would be far more useful than this.*

*Dion takes out his own sword and focuses on it.*

"Grrr, I hate you."

*The sword stays in it's rusty state, unmoving.*

"Stop mocking me! Gah!"






"Whenever I see the fluffy petals of a dandelion, I always think--"
"That it would be great if you could fly like that?"
"No, that it would itch if the fluff got into my ear."

~Gardenia and Kite, .hack//Infection
AIM:RagnarokWielder1
DC:Dion's Revenge