by Wildmagic_warrior » Mon Jan 18, 2010 12:24 pm
Maya poked Max, who came awake instantly. She dropped, flipped, and landed catlike on the ground, on all fours. Maya swung down next to her, asking "How'd you sleep?" Max stood up, stretched, and said "Better then in a long time." she reached into her vortex and pulled out a piece of cooked pigeon. Even though it was a day old, it was still warm. The vortex seemed to stop time from passing whatever was inside, locking in in and keeping everything, including time, out.
I'm Wildmagic_warrior,
but you can call me Wild.
Pronouns: he / him



I have a bachelor's degree in Russian Studies. I also love stage management and theater tech! English is my first language, but I also speak Russian and sign ASL.