10-14-2018, 07:35 PM
[align=center][div style="0px; width:450px; height:auto; text-align: justify; font-size: 9pt; line-height:13px;"]how long had jordan been here? she didn't have a clue. time seemed to jumble up into a weird mess for her here. she was able to keep track of a rough estimate of what time of day it was with the sun in the sky, but she couldn't tell you how many days or weeks have passed since she woke up here. the only person here that she recognized was nixon, part of her kept wondering if evan would show up to. where ever he was, jordan was just hoping he was okay.
the time that the vessels spent in the limit wasn't that bad when you got use to things. maybe it was just jordan trying to be the optimist about everything. it really only depended on the bishop that was there for the day to watch you. certain ones would let you get away with more things. that's also why today nixon and jordan were 'practicing for the world championship' in wrestling, because axel was there and he never cared what they did.
jordan was turned to look at some of the other vessels when she heard nixon yell a phrase that made her eyebrows furrow. "JOHN CENA!!!" she turned around in time to see him running at her before her body connected into the ground. hard. "oof." the noise notably left her mouth as she fell to the ground, eyes closing for second. instead of being annoyed or even upset by this, a string of amused followed the noise she made, opening her eyes too look at her 'attacker'.
the blonde pulled herself up to her feet again, about to say something to nixon about it before a voice caught her interest. her blue eyes widened as she turned to see him running towards them (or trying his best to). the corner of her lips turned up before she ran over to him, meeting him half way. "evan!" she said happily as her arms locked around him tightly in an embrace.
the time that the vessels spent in the limit wasn't that bad when you got use to things. maybe it was just jordan trying to be the optimist about everything. it really only depended on the bishop that was there for the day to watch you. certain ones would let you get away with more things. that's also why today nixon and jordan were 'practicing for the world championship' in wrestling, because axel was there and he never cared what they did.
jordan was turned to look at some of the other vessels when she heard nixon yell a phrase that made her eyebrows furrow. "JOHN CENA!!!" she turned around in time to see him running at her before her body connected into the ground. hard. "oof." the noise notably left her mouth as she fell to the ground, eyes closing for second. instead of being annoyed or even upset by this, a string of amused followed the noise she made, opening her eyes too look at her 'attacker'.
the blonde pulled herself up to her feet again, about to say something to nixon about it before a voice caught her interest. her blue eyes widened as she turned to see him running towards them (or trying his best to). the corner of her lips turned up before she ran over to him, meeting him half way. "evan!" she said happily as her arms locked around him tightly in an embrace.
[align=center][div style="0px; width:450px; height:auto; text-align: center; font-size: 9pt; line-height:13px;"]when choices end, you must defend i'll grab my bat and go with you  info