[ And, with food now being next on the list, Trunks carefully slides his sword into its sheath and buckles the thing across his chest, sword resting against his back. It's a little big on him considering he's, you know, 8 and all, but it's not about to trip him up or anything as he goes.
...which is good considering he's already running out of the place (while throwing a THANKS MISTER!! to the swordsmith) and back out onto the streets, proud to be wearing his sword strapped to his back; now he's a REAL knight. ]
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Yeah! Let's go!
[ And, with food now being next on the list, Trunks carefully slides his sword into its sheath and buckles the thing across his chest, sword resting against his back. It's a little big on him considering he's, you know, 8 and all, but it's not about to trip him up or anything as he goes.
...which is good considering he's already running out of the place (while throwing a THANKS MISTER!! to the swordsmith) and back out onto the streets, proud to be wearing his sword strapped to his back; now he's a REAL knight. ]
Which way do we go?