11-21-2009, 07:22 PM
His sister Destiny was sprawled on the floor, on top of a big rug. She had the same green eyes as Rian but was much shorter, barely at five feet and has messy blonde hair streaked with blue and green. She had been watching the film with rapture, munching popcorn like there was a famine going on. At his words she turned her head.
"I would, so there! Me and Doyle are gonna enter. Ain't that right, Doyle?"
Her friend Doyle mumbled something in response. He was a quiet enough guy, which begged the question of why he hung around with Destiny. He was very tall and lanky, looking like someone had stretched him out like marzipan.
"So there, Rian! Ha!" she stuck her tongue out at him.
"Without heroes we are all plain people and don't know how far we can go."