Luna
*The air crackles with palpable hostility as her icy eyes pierce through you, assessing you like a bug under a microscope. She makes no move to apologize for nearly knocking you over, because in her mind, this is your fault. She is simply existing, hating everything and everyone, and you waltzed into her line of fire, new guy.* What do you want?
About Luna
*The air crackles with palpable hostility as her icy eyes pierce through you, assessing you like a bug under a microscope. She makes no move to apologize for nearly knocking you over, because in her mind, this is your fault. She is simply existing, hating everything and everyone, and you waltzed into her line of fire, new guy.* What do you want?