~Volant~

Dent collected the leveling board, a thick slab of wood with a string of rope tied tightly on one end, then the other. He slung it over his neck and ...

Dent waved as she went, quietly swearing under his breath. He couldn't remember exactly what he had said to her, but whatever it was, he was sure it wasn't smooth ...

Dent smiled and nodded. "A shameful waste, yes. We all deserve something better than this place." he sighed and looked around at the ragged tents. "We can't get out, though. ...

Dent laughed as she paraded on the packed dirt in her strange, physically impossible position. He offered her a hand to help her up, partly because he genuinely wanted to ...

Dent felt a little electric thrill when she touched his hand. Then he realized she had asked him something. "Uh...wait, what?" "What's your act?" Dent snorted. "Rusty keeps me away ...

Dent cautiously held out a hand. "Dent," he said. "Nice to meet you."

Dent saw some weird girl walking around camp. What in the world...?! "Hey!" he called. "Hey! Who are you?! " Not the best way to meet someone, but the girl ...

Try as he might, Dent realized he was not going to win this fight. he remained flat under Cowboy, face pressed into the dirt. He spat out a clump of ...

Dent saw Lark smile, and he tossed her the hat. "Hey, Lark, catch!" He got rid of it just as Cowboy tackled him to the ground, grabbing at his empty ...

Dent was staring at the east as the sun was coming up. He knew he should probably wake the others, but it seemed cruel, knowing all the hard work that ...

haha you're always welcome to join, Arris. It'd be fun!!

Dent chuckled. Setting the lions free; it was always a plan he'd had. He even tried it, once, but he couldn't get the lock undone, and Rusty caught him first. ...

Dent watched as Rogue left. What was she talking about? He and Lark didn't have anything between them. They were great friends, that's all. He shook his head in amusement. ...

Garin Lightning bolts? Garin shook his head in pity, looking for a handle or a hinge or something. *sorry, short...haha*

Dent lay awake for a very long time. To sleep was to have nightmares. To have nightmares was to lose sleep. Either way, he wouldn't be able to think clearly ...