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Isabelle smirked at her comment, " This? Is nothing. It's just a hobby. ", She replied with a mischief look in her eyes
Sayuli closes her eyes tight and stays curled up for a few more minutes. Slowly sitting up once the voices quieted, " Too many voices in one head..."
Sayuli twitches slightly at the sound of Sam's voice. Slowly regaining some control, " Sam.."
Sayuli remains curled up on the ground. Fighting off the voices from her comrades.
Isabelle glances up from checking the gadget on her wrist. Her eyes locked with Sparrow's, " Fancy meeting you again. What a coincidence. ", She...
(Lol! So tired I put the wrong name )
Sayuli stretches out a little after loading more data in to her computer. Quickly hiding it away. She steps out of her room and heads outside.
I have both. Which one would you prefer?
Isabelle hit the showers for a good thirty minutes. After drying off and slipping in to fresh clothes. She made her way back to her room. Taking a...
Wifey
People that are so desperate to become moderators. They start kissing ass wherever they go.
() Isabelle continued smirking as she stopped her assault on the punching bag. She pulled off the gloves covering her hands and walked...
.-.
Isabelle gives her a look, working on her kicks and then slowly working in combos. Each hit harder then the next, " Who said I got it from here?...
Another person trying to become a mod. .-.
Thank you sugar
Isabelle punched the bag even harder for a few minutes. Stopping right minutes later to glare at Sparrow, " The names Isabelle, Sparrow. You can...
Lost in a world of madness Drowning within my own sadness You don't see the tears Or the nightmarish fears The twisted looks of passing faces...
Isabelle stops for a second for punching a punching bag. Hearing Sparrow's voice, she frowned and went back to punching the bag again, " Following...
Isabelle abruptly stops walking and turns slightly to glare at Sparrow with ice blue eyes, " Which is why I stay away from getting too close to...