by Ciel Phantomhive » Fri Mar 14, 2014 2:32 pm
The rope has cut because a small sharp rock got in Nicko's way when he fell. Nicko asked Warrior for a parley. As peace sign, he cooked two plates of food. They both ate 'till the plates are clean. Warrior sweats and rushed down the hill for water to drink. Nicko laughed as he pulled a tabasco bottle from his bag. He drank them all at once and wiped his mouth calmly. MY HILL again, and again!
"No, I won't abandon hate. If I do, nothing would be left of me."