Post by Rook on Aug 28, 2008 23:27:00 GMT -5
Micheal licked his lips, squaring his shoulders briskly and looking at her, the way someone looked at a five year old after they'd said something stupidly cute. The red light had gone from his noble white face, and he pulled at his collar, righting it as dissmissivley as he could without being rude.
"I don't beleive in fate" he purred "I make my own fate. " with that he flipped out a cell phone and called the hovercab, apparently looking over at her with his sweet blue eyes, his whiskers twitching to some rhythm he heard only in his own mind.
"I don't beleive in fate" he purred "I make my own fate. " with that he flipped out a cell phone and called the hovercab, apparently looking over at her with his sweet blue eyes, his whiskers twitching to some rhythm he heard only in his own mind.
