by cashew jackman » Fri Jul 11, 2014 4:06 pm
Scythe
He held up a mirror, letting him see his haircut. "So. Opinion?" He chuckled.
Creed
He suddenly smirked and sat down.
Tii
Her gaze hardened and drew her curved knives, turning invisible and racing after Henry, dust flying up behind her. She reached him in about two seconds and got ahead, still invisible, and just stood there, knives outstretched at chest level. He'd just run into them.
Aztec
He panicked and went even faster.
“So you really are a princess.” Maverick's eyes burned both with anger and hurt. "When were you planning to tell me; before or after I got killed trying to protect you?”