Dreams, how I love them.

So, I just had another dream of the Tokokyohi story, I think I'll be writing soon, if I can get a little bit better. Yay! There was this dude, about sixteen, SO FUCKING CUTE, nice olive tan, dark hair, he was shorter then me (Zeta is seventeen) and he was the designer and techie for us, like a mix of Zeta and Apollo. His name is Eric, but he always goes by Mr. the his last name, but I always forget it when I wake up, hopefully I remember. Then there was a eighteen year old, who had spunk, she could wield any weapon, and had pale skin, look of Asian decent, and had dark black hair that she put in a bun almost, but it wasn't a bun in the back, it was spiked out every where but flat in the back. Finally, there were two girls, both seventeen, blond, one was a dirty blonde, the other naturally bright blonde, the dirty blonde was the mechanic kinda person, the bright blonde a 'sage' kinda person, they studied languages, ancient everything like religions, civilizations, dress, EVERYTHING, and she was the mythological and cyriptologist for our group. Eric has a rich father who supports the group, and is the only adult who knows and supports the Tokokyhoi with more then words, he supplies money, materials, and even a expensive weapon or car.