As Fallen Angel ::draped in a head to toe red cloak, leans against a wall, one foot up and red hair spilling out from the hood. she lowers a cigarette from her mouth to look you over, then blows out the smoke she's been holding to rise above her head like a smoke-ring halo::
As Lee ::strawberry blonde hair pulled back in a pony tail, she bumps a volleyball off her arms into a wall, catches it, and repeats::
Feel free to tag whichever appeals to you, the vigilante hardass or the beautiful keeps-to-herself athletic type.
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Liandra/Lee Danvers | Fallen Angel
Date: 2016-06-19 05:04 am (UTC)As Lee ::strawberry blonde hair pulled back in a pony tail, she bumps a volleyball off her arms into a wall, catches it, and repeats::
Feel free to tag whichever appeals to you, the vigilante hardass or the beautiful keeps-to-herself athletic type.