07-17-2004, 07:47 PM
Paige wasnât budging from the spot were she stood just a few feet away from the doorway, now fully husked into what appeared to be a oak wood, her features set in a very determined glare and over all Paige vaguely resembled the talking willow tree from Disneyâs Pocahontas. Not tâ undermine yuh âToria, but ahâm not runninâ away from this fight. Paige mentally informed the pale skinned telepath, feeling like for once she might actually be able to be of use to the team instead of just being the âbodyguardâ of sorts Paige wasnât about to turn tail and run from this fight. Plus eight against one had far better odds then one against one.
âSo yuhâve got hunger pains huh? Canât say ah blame yuh wantinâ tâ take a bite out of the kid.â Paige hadnât been on good terms with Barry this entire time, heâs rash behaviour just wasnât something that sat well with the blond. âBut mah morals wonât let me watch as yuh kill him, yuh know teammate loyalty and all.â Feeling as if maybe talking to him might keep this guy from taking a bit out of Barryâs neck.
âSo yuhâve got hunger pains huh? Canât say ah blame yuh wantinâ tâ take a bite out of the kid.â Paige hadnât been on good terms with Barry this entire time, heâs rash behaviour just wasnât something that sat well with the blond. âBut mah morals wonât let me watch as yuh kill him, yuh know teammate loyalty and all.â Feeling as if maybe talking to him might keep this guy from taking a bit out of Barryâs neck.
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