[ For the first time since meeting this person, she sees a spark of fervor, of emotion that speaks of an authentic want born of a goal that seems weighted down with the thought of someone other than himself. She sighs, brushing strands of hair behind her ear, back over her shoulder, resting all her weight on her one good leg still rather awkwardly not just because the other is broken but because, well, legs? Stars don't usually um, have to deal with them okay? Okay.
Crossing her arms, she looks sidelong at him.
His reiteration about the star snaps her second of sympathy clear in half however, and she rolls her eyes, head going forward slightly in another gesture of incredulity. ]
What are you even---
[ She waves her arms, exasperated, staring.]
---you've two operational eyes in that thick head of yours but you don't seem to be using them.
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Date: 2009-09-14 06:43 am (UTC)Crossing her arms, she looks sidelong at him.
His reiteration about the star snaps her second of sympathy clear in half however, and she rolls her eyes, head going forward slightly in another gesture of incredulity. ]
What are you even---
[ She waves her arms, exasperated, staring.]
---you've two operational eyes in that thick head of yours but you don't seem to be using them.