[color=7ea7d8]"I'm a paladin not a fashion model just take the bloody shot."[/color] Grey grumbled as he awaited for the screen shot to be taken. He stood in the same position that he had earlier. As he looked at the timer wind down in the corner of his HUD. He sighed, and put his blade back into its sheathe. Looking at his model, and the armor on it he remembered fondly the better times. All that would end soon...but maybe new opportunities would arise. Maybe this would be the motivator to actually kick himself in the ass in real life, and do something with it. Still real life could never measure up to this. His friends, and pseudo-family were all in this game...and actual family too apparently. He saw the edgey guy wander over to some corner of the hall. Not that it mattered the system was locked from messing with things around here, and even if he did it wasn't like it would matter. If he wanted to waste their chance to socialize, and look through things in favor of being a loser in the corner of the most shiny white place this side of Yggdrasil that wasn't his problem. [color=7ea7d8]"I was just about to consider going back to the throne room, and sit down there. This place is shiny but it lacks flair. If you want fireworks cast some spells...outside of course burning down the castle is something i'd prefer not to see even in its last moments."[/color] Grey said passing off the angel's words as Bill, and Painful said their goodbyes logging off saying they're never forget their time here.