t h e r a p i s t: why
t h e r a p i s t: are you drawing a templar so much
Hanna Falk Cross: Because.
Hanna Falk Cross: I am aiming to cosplay him in the future.
t h e r a p i s t: /takes out knife
t h e r a p i s t: yeeeeeees?
t h e r a p i s t: oh
t h e r a p i s t: interesting.
Hanna Falk Cross: *takes out claymore*
Hanna Falk Cross: ...
t h e r a p i s t: /cocks hidden gun
Hanna Falk Cross: I felt there was a need for more Templar cosplay.
Hanna Falk Cross: ....*gets bow and arrows*
Hanna Falk Cross: *cocks that*
t h e r a p i s t: /calls brotherhood
Hanna Falk Cross: *calls soldiers*
t h e r a p i s t: /assassins surround your soldiers on the roof
Hanna Falk Cross: ....
t h e r a p i s t: /takes out lightsaber
t h e r a p i s t: /stare
Hanna Falk Cross: *takes out the One Ring to rule them all*
Hanna Falk Cross: Bring it, bitch.
t h e r a p i s t: lucky we're not on middle earth!
Hanna Falk Cross: FUCK!