Post by SatsUlquiorra on Feb 27, 2010 21:59:37 GMT -5
Satsu stood as the pedistal ready to adress his fellow members. Which, at his last count, was three, including himself. His ivory hair kept in its usual spike fashion. His crimson eyes watched for the members to arrive. Their cause was a noble one. They would find a way to defeat IT. The dreaded IT.
