From: Goola the Hutt <goola2u@aol.compostheap> Subject: [PW!] At the End of the Day. Date: Thursday, June 17, 1999 6:57 PM Shard had been training in the Celadon Gym for a bit now. They served, as Shard had suspected, as more than just badge stations. The training for the day had ended. Banshee and Pain Dance were, as usual, bickering, and Shockwave was still trying to work up the courage to walk past the Victreebell into the room. Shard was sprawled out on the bed, face down. He was thinking about the two girls on his mind: Maria, whom he would kill for, but who barely knew he existed; and Sabrina, who wanted to kill him, and knew too well where he was... TBC, sorry it was so short, GTG soon, just wanted to establish where Shard was. Next post: "To Sleep, Perchance to Dream... What a Nightmare!" Shard FIelds, who hopes it was good anyways.