[ with her hair in a mess of a bun atop her head and her clothes darkened and tattered, tinkerbell does not appear as a fairy. in all fairness, she isn't one, not anymore. wayward and wingless, without faith or friends -- even so, she has her dignity and some semblance of morals. kidnapping and killing are reprehensible, incompatible with even the worst fairies (has-beens included). how dare theses whatever-they-ares tarnish the reputation of fairies everywhere. they're frauds, the lot of them, surely up to no good.
frankly, it's ridiculous. ]
[ she stands at the outskirts of the party, watching the proceedings with narrowed eyes, her jaw set in indignation. and she mumbles, more to herself than anyone else, tone too harsh to go unheard: ] There's nothing remotely fairy-like about them.
( 1 ) tinkerbell | once upon a time
frankly, it's ridiculous. ]
[ she stands at the outskirts of the party, watching the proceedings with narrowed eyes, her jaw set in indignation. and she mumbles, more to herself than anyone else, tone too harsh to go unheard: ] There's nothing remotely fairy-like about them.