Lady Photon and the eighteen year old Laserdream landed beside Armsmaster, making a small splash as they touched down.
Hi there.
I’m sorry about your losses. I never really knew them, but they all seemed like good men.
You could see the family resemblance. They weren’t supermodel good looking, but they were attractive people, even with their hair wet and plastered to their heads and shoulders by the rain.
I guess some people manage to rock even that look.
Both wore costumes with a white base color, had heart shaped faces, full lips and blonde hair. Lady Photon’s costume sported a starburst on her chest, with several of the lines extending around her body, or down her legs, going from indigo to purple as it got further from the center.
Nice.
Also, notice how Taylor’s narration is calling Photon Mom by her preferred name all of a sudden, now that she’s actually up close?
Her hair was straight, shoulder length, held away from her face by a tiara shaped much like the same starburst image on her chest.
Tiara, huh? Sounds familiar. *gestures to the photon niece*
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