by kia. » Mon Aug 25, 2014 5:43 am
"My identity is not important." The being swivels around to look down at Jenny. "This isn't your mother anymore, Jet."
Jet growls and darks forward, slamming the being away. The beings hood is tossed back to uncover a man nearing the age of 90, with bright white hair and glasses like Nora Wakeman's. (DUN DUN DAAA!!!!)
Pixal eyes the man, frowning. "WHO ARE YOU?!"
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