10-29-2007, 04:42 AM
"Lucky you," she chuckled lightly with a note of sarcasm tinging her voice. Stormy eyes rolled at the mention of gray hairs, though. In the motion they glanced at the white hair topping her own head. At least that was cuter than the grays she was constantly trying to hide. She was too damn young to have the bloody things in her mind. Damn Irish genetics and stress...
"I have no clue what you're talking about." Ise smiled sweetly with a shrug. "Can't you guess the invisible fluffy tail attached to my spine or the ears on my head? I'm far from being as much of an obnoxious nuisance as a squawky bird that I could eat for breakfast. Besides," he grin grew impish as she pulled the utensil out from behind her ear, "This isn't a pencil, it's a nib pen."
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