Syren "Skye" Quinzel || Syren || 15 || Female || Troublemaker || Heterosexual || Phire Fenix
Syren scowled, pulling her sleeves down and ripping them. In reply to her friends, she nodded, giving them a grim smile. After all, she still was human. "I'll be fine. I just need to patch myself up at home, then I'll make some sort of excuse, like falling down the stairs, for school. But we need to stop the blood first," she said. She hopped over to a destroyed car and pulled a jacket out of a smashed in window at the front seat. She wrapped it around her leg and tied it. She would get dear Bliss for this. "Let's go, my friends," she said, grinning and facing the two, standing on one leg. She was still cheerful after all this.