#spvcegal.

          ‘ oh, ew. redbull.’         manon’s frown of disapproval contrasted with the somewhat genuine look of concern in magenta hued eyes,    ‘ i heard it gave you wings so i never touched the stuff, because no one wants 2 sets of wings -- but you know what i do when i drink too much iced coffee ?   other than ugly crying and screaming.  ‘   

                   * a portal already in hand / ‘ do you want to go to the super market to get a fruit roll up ? ‘        people she could barely put up with always made her teleport to go get mcdonalds; being the quickest uber is probably her secondary mutation.         ‘ there’s no point being sad over temporary objects;    or run out .. rolled fruit. ‘ 

              ‘ and this is a debate, how, again ? ‘     eyebrows raise, though hidden by thick blunt bangs that fell evenly across her features.       she is not the one to come to for dating advice is another point she doesn’t dare voice,       asking the woman who single handedly (kind of) talked dinah’s mother out of marrying her own brother ( not for that many ulterior motives ) ? not a situation illyana could ever paint herself in.                 ‘ though, who is this woman ?      she sounds like my ideal woman,      no offence.’