02-15-2019, 09:51 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 450px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 8pt;"]KIAN Ó FAOLÁIN — sing me a symphony, one for the lost and in-between
The fae half-considered ditching his assigned partner, if not for realizing just how surprisingly effiecent Keona was. He did not mind losing to his daughter whatsoever, but he saw the competitive gleam in his twin's eyes and sighed. Well. They could make it challenging for her, right? That in the mind, the feline ran after the endfield, catching up inside to read the clue. He could name a third location to skulls and flicked an ear, and sent a mental projection of the Typhoon's entrance to his brother, raising a brow before sprinting outside.
They should make it a challenge at least, right?
The fae half-considered ditching his assigned partner, if not for realizing just how surprisingly effiecent Keona was. He did not mind losing to his daughter whatsoever, but he saw the competitive gleam in his twin's eyes and sighed. Well. They could make it challenging for her, right? That in the mind, the feline ran after the endfield, catching up inside to read the clue. He could name a third location to skulls and flicked an ear, and sent a mental projection of the Typhoon's entrance to his brother, raising a brow before sprinting outside.
They should make it a challenge at least, right?