[right][h2][color=8493ca]Dallas "Blue" Clarke[/color][/h2][/right]

She couldn't help but smile. [color=8493ca]"Bendy, yeah, something like that..."[/color] her voice trailed off as Dallas now watched the boys next trick. But there was nothing to be seen. Hearing his voice, she would look towards the shadows. [i]Two can play that game,"[/i] she thought. Picking up a loss object from the ground that was decently sharp, she would throw it towards him. If she had predicted right, the object would have barely grazed his ear. [color=8493ca]"Throwing. I'm deadly accurate. Works the best with knives, however."[/color]