No Wings [Max :: smile]

[info]nixe_eva


We were born with wings

We were made to fly


I tried to be stronger, tried to be smarter, tried to be everything for you [07]
Wings [in flight :: sepia]
[info]nixe_eva
If I've still got a spot, I'll report to work tomorrow, Snap.

[there's a short pause]

Sphere: Tell me if you see a blond girl running around.

Resident murderers or otherwise people inclined to bodily harm, including pedophiles: you touch her and I will make sure you never have kids. Death's not really a good threat anymore.

Don't try to wake me up even if the sun really does come out tomorrow [03]
No Wings [Angel :: memories]
[info]nixe_eva
[There are inkblots and the writing is smudged quite a few words are struck out or blotted out. It takes a few seconds before anything legible is actually written. Feel free to decide what struck out words are legible and what aren't.]

the whose blon men

Three bodies are In the House. One blonde Woman and Two Men. all are Dead.

[ooc: >>;; Hybrid's post from this log.]

How can I preserve and light the way for a world that I can't admit I'm in? [11]
No Wings [Angel :: memories]
[info]nixe_eva
Against... What. The bad guys?

I think Scales had it right.

and Justice, next time you decide to die, at least do it quietly, or, more preferably, naturally.

[ooc: strikes are only visible briefly, until they're blacked out.]

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