”When you get bullied enough you either surrender and get self conscious, or you embrace it and take the power from them. I did the latter.” Softly laughing as she twirls an imaginary moustache. ”Yes yes, bring me all your Crumpets and pastries moahahahaa.”

Simply nodding at her brother in arms, glad he could see the value of his skills.
”I shall count on you then.”

”Indeed, we will always have tomorrow, and I have some plans that will keep us all busy and give similar chances like this.”

Lovely? Was that irony?
”Indeed a lovely bloodied scene, with death and carnage all around.” Giving him a warm smile. ”See sometimes you need to be a bit unconventional to shot the mind out of the expected state.” And pouting with a low mumble, impossible to distinguish the words, not that she knew herself what she was saying merely wanting to grumble about her mean pixie part. ”I am short, I am pale as a ghost, my natural hair color is so blonde its damn near silver, yet I live each day, I do what I want, and can live as I see fit. I am not bound by nine to five, or trodden with any debt, I can enjoy my time doing what I want with my life. So I do not think I lost in that department in the end.” Waving off to him as she jumps on her skateboard and shoots of at 20mph in a near instant, after having put her dull helmet on, damn she hated it, and her body was already far harder than the helmet anyways, and not like she falled, or cared about the damage, but it was the damn law, sigh.

Thanks for the scene