Small bare feet skid to a stop in front of him, and a pair of big blue eyes look up through a curtain of tumbled silver curls. It's a little girlchild who looks like she can't be more than three years old, but who somehow feels a lot more permanent.
She also seems to glimmer just a little tiny bit, though she's currently too grimy for that feature to show much.
"I didn't mean for it to hit you," she says, those blue eyes looking up toward his frankly. "Can I have it back?"
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Date: 2010-09-17 12:54 am (UTC)She also seems to glimmer just a little tiny bit, though she's currently too grimy for that feature to show much.
"I didn't mean for it to hit you," she says, those blue eyes looking up toward his frankly. "Can I have it back?"