Sorry it's takin so damn long for me to update. I'm just…not so enthusiastic about figuring out how I'm going get this end to work. There's only a few more chaps left…it's hard to close a story though…sigh…I don't even like the story that much…so humbly forgive me if the rest of this story is well…um…shit…
OH and I said I wanted to have this finished the 6th which was Friday, its now the 26th? Which means I should die… its been a year I've been writing this fic now so…arg…I still have a few chaps left…and I'm only writing this for a few people…like ACCL and maybe Glacorious (if I spelled that right)…sigh… Even though these are like my two fav reviewers…I find it hard convincing myself it's worth putting myself through this work just for a few, though important people.
And I noticed previously when I was talkin bout
fav lists, this site wouldn't let me say it right so here I go.
I'm on 51 on Fiction press, which is the original writing sight, your own shit.
And I'm on 27 on this site, so there, hopefully that worked.
Give the World
The rest of the day was spent running around like everything was back to normal. Back to the year before, when they'd still been out adventuring. And Serge realized in time, it could all be back to normal. Sure they wouldn't exactly be constantly in that lethal excitement the frozen flame had brought back then, and the Chrono Cross, but he'd have everyone, have himself. All he had to do was deal with the remaining havoc. Besides his life so recently seemed to have a knack for attracting odd adventures. Maybe it was just part of having Kid around.
They ran across a few people, Orlha, Leah, along with some others. They even had to dodge Korcha and Leena now and then. It was always interesting. They didn't really know why they escaped from them. It just felt right. Fun. Like children playing pretend spies, having to keep out of sight in the shadows.
Eventually they were informed of a meeting that was to be held later at the Manor, but they tried to postpone thoughts of reality. Exiling Lynx from their minds completely. They would live in today. Not tomorrow. Not yesterday. And yeah, eventually it would catch up with them. But eventually wasn't here yet. Maybe eventually wouldn't have to come…Wishful thinking…
Eventually however was forced upon them, as the last rays of the sun were touching down.
It appeared some genius had found out where Lynx was going, while Serge and Kid were running around. Serge felt a little bad for making them do all the work suddenly. But really he did enough of it, right? Lynx was trying to do something with the ruins of Chronopolis, something about becoming the new fate…Serge found that highly unoriginal.IMPORTANT
So you people know, I really doubt I'm gonna be able to get through the like final few chapters of this story…I mean seriously, not joking here. So please don't be too angry with me…this is so shit…god…
And I know this is a short chap but I'm so uninspired, and that's what happens when I'm uninspired…shit…shit shit shit happens, and short shit too.
And if I do manage to continue with this it'll be damn choppy…and take along time too…so if that's what you want tell me…it'll still take a while though…