Xion rubbed her wrist, then tugged on Roxas' arm. "Let's go before we get in trouble." she muttered, watching the guy go down. "The rest are too drunk to notice."
Eva sat up, then licked a paw. She padded down the hallway back to the cells, wondering where everyone was.
I'm ssoooo busy here I can't work on my request, which means it will have to be done next week.
You are a good buddy ^_^
*glomp* Sora I didn't answer sooner @_@ I guess I'm not having a vacation next week.
*glomps, smiles*
Hm.........I think I remember you.
Eva jumped, dropping her sketchbook. She almost cried as she watched it fall to the ground. "Yeah?"
Eva finally stopped running, and collapsed on her side, panting. Her claws retracted and tracted. They were good weapons....if only she could use them.
The guy smiled; he wasn't as drunk as his friend. She flinched as he held on tighter. "Roxas...." she watched, almost terrified. "Duck!" as the guy's arm came swinging toward his head.
Nuuuu! *huggles*
OOC: You can be Sora O.o"
Nadia struggled, still grinning. "At least I can handle myself." She arched her back, making Nox fly off her and rolled to her feet, crouching.
You heard meh 8D
Xion sighed in relief, then flinched as the guy's friend grabbed her arm. "Let. Me. Go." she growled.
Eva opened her eyes, wincing as the gash throbbed. "I hate getting injured." she muttered.
@_@..... Username: Magick Character Name: Evangenline Santos Age: 17 Gender: Female Appearance: Personality: Shy, quiet, she likes to keep to herself, but doesn't know how to tell people to leave. Bad/Good: Good Cursed/Not cursed: Cursed Special Ability(ies): She can control glass. Regular Ability(ies): She can draw very good pictures, and can shoot arrows with very good aim. Past: She has lived on her own after her parents left her. Her father tried to kill her, but she crippled him permanently and fled to her old house, where she lives alone. She makes just enough money with her drawings and glass statues to get food. Other: That was loooong D8 But cheese ith awthum. Prieview Post: Eva sighed, forming the glass into a dolphin jumping out of the waves. She had to make four more statues, then walk all the way into town, and sell them to the shopkeeper. Her life, on a page. She sighed, furrowing her brow and continuing, concentrating hard.
Eve smiled slightly. "You are an optimist, are you not?"
Eva kept running, breathing heavily. Her cat paws padded against the ground, not making any sound.
D8 You deleted my message.
