Daily Archives: March 22, 2017

Me, Her and the Ballistic Weaponry [Antique] 11

  A room in the space station. With that room Tarou saw as around the size of a school gymnasium, the figures of one man and one woman surrounded a mountainous pile of scrap metal. “Hey, Teirow. I want to … Continue reading

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Me, Her and the Ballistic Weaponry [Antique] 10

  “Whaaaaaah, h-help, kersplat!?!” Within that weightless space, Tarou spun forwards as e collided with the wall. Just like that, he bounced as he floated towards the ceiling. Perhaps in the same principle a billiards ball ricochets off a cushion. … Continue reading

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