Rayah's singing slips Jace into a deep sleep... ... Bright light, ot blue, but red, aerates from his hands, swirling around like twisters or ribbons...
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
...Nic see's Jace somewhere around town and walks up to him, still pretty pissed about the babies. 'How is Rayah doing?' He smirks, putting his hands in his pockets. 'You know she'll never survive this. Two demi-god children inside her isn't healthy.' He says, grinning...
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
Jace shakes his head at his brother, resisting the urge to punch the hell out of him. 'Why are you even here?' He asks, the red light experimenting in between his fingers...
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
...'Your stubborn Jace. Just cut it. You know you don't want this. You know you just want to live your life out while your still young.' Nic snaps back...
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
...Nic looks at his brother, 'You know you want to just live your life already. And not have to deal with kids, or Rayah. You need freedom.' He says, looking at his brother sternly...
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
