Rynn's eyes narrowed dangerously, a intense swelling of heat in her arms only serving to make her look more dangerous as she watched the potential victims of her fist begin to gather among her path of action. She turned to look at Alden, her lips curving into a wide grin that fully showed off...
Max was used to bleak, desolate, environments. But what made this patch of uninteresting land stand out, was that it was a dead space in a whole section of life. It was strange to her, it was like someone having a patch of dead skin on their arm, while the skin around it was perfectly healthy...
Max listened half-heartedly to Faust's origins, curling a long strand of red-hair around an armored finger as she floated along beside the duo. What she did hear, she was interested by, but appearing disinterested would keep the balance in her favor and discourage the 'growing attached'...
The fear Madison felt while approaching the group of delinquents pulsed through her body like ice water, but she couldn't afford to be scared right now, if she wanted the world for herself, she was going to need all the courage she could muster.
Mad Mads didn't put up with any varmints, and if...
Madison's pace increased as all the possibilities of what was to come filled her mind, her friend... most of them, had finally grouped together, and she knew that there was a good chance that she'd be able to accomplish her goal. Ed had the smarts, Nicole had the muscle, and she had the... the...
"It's not an art book...."
Madison slowly began to remove the satchel from her shoulder, shuffling through it as she watched Rol's footsteps take him farther away, "An art book is full of published works...you know, like a mini series... all a sketchbook is is a place for doodles..." she...