shinning like stars [o; preparing]

[wormwood.]

☆ HUNG PICTURES OF PATRON SAINTS UP ON MY WALL TO REMIND ME THAT I AM A FOOL. TELL ME WHERE I CAME FROM, WHAT I WILL ALWAYS BE: JUST A SPOILED LITTLE KID WHO WENT TO CATHOLIC SCHOOL —

When Aurum had first heard Leroy talking about pranking the Typhoon, he had been skeptical. Not because he wasn't up for a bit of good natured fun, but just because he didn't want somebody taking it too far, or worse – somebody getting hurt. After all, not that long ago, he had witnessed Evarhi trying to launch himself at Beck for a simple prank. While Beck hadn't been hurt, of course, it still hadn't been a great experience, and the proxy wasn't eager for anybody else to be on the receiving end of someone's anger issues. Despite all of this, the angel couldn't help the small smile that lingered on his muzzle as he spotted Alice and Ivan, talking quietly amongst themselves. It didn't surprise him that they would want to get in on the pranking action, even with Alice's lingering health problems. It wasn't as if there weren't plenty of adults around to help keep them safe, after all. Letting out a low hum from the back of his throat, the lion trotted up beside Raymond, offering the other a dip of his head before he looked towards the pair of children. Still smiling, Aurum chuffed softly at them, "Are the two of you up to something? Do go easy on the Typhoon, Goldie's got enough on her plate just trying to rangle all those pirates." After all, this whole pranking thing wouldn't have happened in the first place if they hadn't had kids painting their border.

[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #1B1B2F; font-size: 24px;"][color=#44437F]— AURUM

#psychosocial.