[She rises to her feet to greet him, tilting her head upward with a smile. Way up; he had at least half a foot on her, easily. Even for fifteen, she was still relatively small.]
I'll file a formal complaint later. Right now...
['Etativel pu' The words seemed to echo around them, a boost of power lifting the petite girl into the air, until she was eye-level with the Iron Man.]
no subject
I'll file a formal complaint later. Right now...
['Etativel pu' The words seemed to echo around them, a boost of power lifting the petite girl into the air, until she was eye-level with the Iron Man.]
I think you have a race to lose.