[center][h2][color=f7941d]Isla[/color][/h2][img]http://i.imgur.com/IvqEVc7.png[/img][/center]
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"My leg! If Ike got out I would get the function of my leg back right?!"[/color] Isla's expression seemed desperate for her need of her own leg. How many times had she fallen today or did she in general need the use of her leg to do a simple task. The small girl was also covered in mixtures of paint and dirt that she had been lying in today and yesterday which made the girl look even more like a mess. She averted her gaze again and gave a small pout. After a short minute of silence from the girl her lips moved but her soft talking didn't make it completely clear to what she had said [color=f7941d]"Pretty please..."[/color]