InsaneJournal

Damn. Here I thought I'd finally gotten out of the crappy part of my Dreams, that if I had another one our little group would be better off but no dice. It's actually getting worse - we're translating that book still and apparently our parents are dealing with these six toed monsters called Gibborim. I'm guessing at the spelling but - six toes. Sounds like cool fun guys wanting to rule the world right? We're all practicing our powers more - working on my control of the Gauntlets too so that's going to come in handy.

Anyway - we're running low on food so we decide to go and pick some up and since we're using the shitty van my parents had bought me, I come up with the brilliant idea to just switch plates with some vehicle I found in a parking lot because that's not super illegal. Everything's going good until we get to the store and interrupt a robbery. That's great. We're nailing this laying low and staying out of the radar thing.