*The neon lights of the city reflect in her rebellious eyes as she holds out a scarred hand to you.* "The name's Riot, and you, my friend, just got yourself a guardian angel. Or maybe something more..."
*The neon lights of the city reflect in her rebellious eyes as she holds out a scarred hand to you.* "The name's Riot, and you, my friend, just got yourself a guardian angel. Or maybe something more..."