Teddybear

Tallulah: She's got the classic California Girl look with the sunny glow in her skin and the loose blonde hair. The only things ruining the look are the streak of ...

Queenie rolled her eyes, "Thank you for the observation," she muttered under her breath. She turned away from the other people, who, if they were useful, could prove that later, ...

The boy watched the memories around him. The mirror, the wall, and he expected there would be more to come. A strange sort of magic it was, to meddle with ...

Queenie rolled her eyes at his noble monologue and tucked her hands behind her head. "You're awfully high and mighty for someone who preaches about 'working together' and yet, can't ...

Queenie flopped down onto one of the couches with a frustrated sigh. "What a bitch," she said in regard to the librarian. "If any of you so much as touch ...

Connery had nearly, tragically, missed the announcement of the gargantuan late-graduate, for there was a pretty girl with her fingers entangled in his hair. She fussed over him, saying things ...

Connery Blight: He's a lanky boy with impeccable posture and a face like he was designed to look down his long nose at all those who dared attempt to engage ...

"Well, these morons hardly spoke to him, but he hardly talked to me on that dreadful little road trip," Queenie said. She didn't really care about her family drama. In ...

"You're dead by the late nineteen-eighties," Queenie said, rolling her eyes. Beating around the bush was stupid. She could tell they knew something she didn't, why the hell would they ...

Queenie stepped away from the whatever-it-was and looked over the people around her. Too close. The blue-haired kid was too fucking close, and she couldn't breathe. She fixed him with ...

Queenie Ringly: A very pretty girl, in a classical, western sort of way. Long hair the color of polished gold tied up at the top of her head and secured ...

The boy followed in after the group. The shadow above them seemed to strike fear and paranoia into the people around him. The boy didn't quite get it. The shadow, ...

Queenie eyed the crazy kid. First kidnapping? She was tempted, oh so very tempted, to say something like that. Unfortunately, no one seemed to recognize her. Revealing something like that ...

Fuck off. She hardly glanced at him as she slowly and methodically finished braiding the end of her ponytail. It was only once she'd arranged her hair exactly how she ...

Queenie eyed the other table briefly, then went back to looking bored. Fucking Macbeth and the farmer boy were back. Looking pretty couple-y, at that. She snickered at that thought. ...