Storm: *arches an eyebrow* I treat them respectfully, thank you very much. I don't have them trailing behind me like dogs. Ice: S-stop…
Myles Which you couldn't do even if you tried, might I add. Least I don't treat them like dirt. -spits on his shoes and turns marching away in anger-
Belle: *Watches Ice and says* Tell me if you need me...*Turns to Myles eyes narrowing* I got it...*Growls and walks away*
Storm: *shrugs* Not a trait I want to have. *glances at his shoes, arching an eyebrow* Right… if you excuse me! *Picks up Ice bridal-style, and walks off* Ice: *eyes widen, and her face turns red*
Rogue: -smirks- I'm like that unwanted broken toy that none of the kids want. -balances on a log- the sad thing is I still want to be loved
Myles -hugs her tightly to him, looking down at the ground- I'm ... Sorry... I just... There are so many... -shakes head sadly-