<strong>Deva Undon<br/>Location: Theatre still. rather static<br/>Title: Pixie on crack<br/>Tagged: Cuddlypesti</strong><br/><br/>"Oooh interesting thought" Deva commended, pondering "It's easy, everybody forgot a third party that set things in motion, someone that set up a balance that enforced things to be handled through mortals or in the twilight. Also!" raises a finger<br/><br/>"it propably comes up to the ones with angelic or demonic blood to balance things out, I bet this is one of the stories where a half demon half angel ends everything depending on what connections he has, just a thought. anyway! I think angel are more cuddly but sooo boring." she nodded, pondering<br/><br/>"exept for me of course... then again you don't seem overly mean" eyes you with a piercing look from under her silly hat "anyway!"<br/><br/>"yep, alot alike, I dunno, I move around a lot, and no one pays attention to a sweeper*showsoffbroom* If we are so much alike should I be scared?" she pondered "and.. yay Hammocks! like swing.. swing.. swing hihihi!" she smiled brightly, bouncing slightly on the spot, this talk was stimulating, to her sillier site as well as to her thoughtful side whoever she was talking to.. though if she was like her she also was hiding as much as she was, perhaps the 'pesta lenca' name was a bit more then just a wordplay after all. Even if it was hard to imagine someone that cute in such a profession, Deva always had thought of someone older, more sicklish.. something like that!