// 016. [video]
--menti!
[Smiling, looking back over her shoulder. The arc of a brow now its company with an arc of water - clear, no strands of red hair in this stream - shooting from the tip of her wand. It strikes the face of a blonde girl who, aside from closing her eyes against it, stands mute and still, hands folded in front of her.]
Haven't we done this before, Anatole?
Perhaps if you depend on water that much, there should be another plan. One in case of 'dead child mucking up the pipes'?
So the little bitch was Scorched and not Native? I stand corrected. Fact still remains that she doesn't stand at all. From what I hear, she floats.
[Smiling, looking back over her shoulder. The arc of a brow now its company with an arc of water - clear, no strands of red hair in this stream - shooting from the tip of her wand. It strikes the face of a blonde girl who, aside from closing her eyes against it, stands mute and still, hands folded in front of her.]
Haven't we done this before, Anatole?
Perhaps if you depend on water that much, there should be another plan. One in case of 'dead child mucking up the pipes'?
So the little bitch was Scorched and not Native? I stand corrected. Fact still remains that she doesn't stand at all. From what I hear, she floats.