ᴅᴀʀᴋᴄʜɪʟᴅᴇ (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} magiks) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} avengers_logs, |
Dark eyes lit up like stars. Tuesday wasn't so far away - Illyana could wait until then. "I will teleport in," she nodded, finishing off her lemonade - though her irises flashed blue and she refilled it automatically, with the liquid being blood red this time (the flavor was cranberry, probably, because apparently she just couldn't conjure a normal drink) so did she look like a vampire feasting upon crimson life force from a plastic cup?
Definitely. It was a good look for her.
She'd also probably need to eat something too, in order to offset the sugar she'd imbibed so far during these celebrations - maybe she'd grab another hot dog. "Will you watch the fireworks with me?" was her next question, looking up hopefully through sooty lashes.