<div class="floatleft">(https://fbcdn-sphotos-e-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash3/993313_481209498633488_913675242_n.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Christa Kendall</strong><br/><strong>Species/Element:</strong>Light<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 6pt;">ish</span>Witch - Air Deity<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>faded blue Daisy Dukes, top same as picture, sneakers<br/><strong>Time:</strong>August 1st: 1:00pm<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Kendall Wood: Domum Heli<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Terran, open<br/>- Mention:  Aiden<br/><hr/><br/>Christa nodded slightly at his suggestion, he loved his green houses, where he didn't eat meat they were his source of food, and of course, they were used by the rest of the town. So him sacrificing one, well considering their options it was best, but for him to even consider sacrificing one. It was a big deal, and it would work best with her brother. Hitting Terran where it hurt, personally attacking him, with something that would push him over the edge.<br/><br/>Christa sighed before she spoke. "Greenhouse it is, I'll even work up a special mess for the occasion."<br/><br/>A regular tornado wouldn't do it, she had to do something that showed she was angry yes, but not look like a total set up. So it was something she'd have to think on, if she went to big. He'd know, but if she went to small he would as well, Aiden wasn't dumb, though sometimes Christa certainly wished he were.<br/><br/>"So the remaining question is, what pushes me over the edge, I can't just go ballistic... Of course, this would be your chance to vent about Aiden. He did his fair share of slamming you this morning, it's only fair, right?"