It took less then a second to click the exit button when I found my 9 year old brother screaming bloody murder when he was running through the house, tripped, and gashed open his head on our coffee table. As I had to then jump in the car and take him to the emergency room, I didn't take the time to throw in my Laptop to "finish this all important fight". I apologize you got a swelled head over the whole situation and that you seem to have found out your not the priority in my life. Now, since you think your hot shit now, I have no problem at all logging back on when I get out of school and kicking your ass across the land and getting rid of all those pesky bonds you seem to have one me. Your game is an old one Auran, your shit-talking needs work.
((Oh and my brother is good now, only 6 stiches.))
