*Irvine blinks, shakes his head, and falls to a knee. The color of his hair briefly changes back into red, back to black, in a wave-life pattern from his steams to the tips. He looks at his hands, the blood rom the small cuts. Slightly confused of what is happening to him.*
Irvine "Yes, yes I will tell him."
Last edited by Kuuki; 01-03-2004 at 03:51 AM.