by Intense Disaster » Mon Aug 06, 2012 4:33 pm
Isis looked up at Pepper, before looking at her cousin, putting her hands to her, transfering some of her energy, just enough that she can wake up and do mundane things, she wouldn't be able to use witchcraft, but that didn't matter.
Max blinked, her eyes dazed, like someone suddenly waking from a very deep sleep, she looked around, staying on the ground.
You Are The Result Of 4 Billion Years Of Evolutionary Success.
Act Like It.
I didn't change, you just never knew me.
Whenever I find the key to success, someone changes the lock.
My family is temperamental. Half temper and half mental.
I'm not a toy, you can't just drop me when you get bored.