Esme
The Hatbox Empress/Retired Admin
As the airship went down faster, Leslie grinned darkly before casting a sealing spell on it as Marco's words touched back to her. Jumping from the ship as the spell completed, she nailed the ground with ease, the earth cracking slightly under her pressure. "One little monkey and now he's dead." She muttered to herself before looking at Destruction. "The angels are very pissed off at us right now."
"Let them be. I could care less if their feathers get ruffled or not."
"Be careful."
"So, I heard your seeing a human, that human, actually..." Destruction sneered, flicking his hand towards Marco.
"It's nothing."
"Watch your back, Little Reaper." Destruction grumbled, before dissappearing in a large crack of thunder. Shifting out of her skeletal form, she looked at Marco with apologetic eyes. "I'm sorry...."
"Let them be. I could care less if their feathers get ruffled or not."
"Be careful."
"So, I heard your seeing a human, that human, actually..." Destruction sneered, flicking his hand towards Marco.
"It's nothing."
"Watch your back, Little Reaper." Destruction grumbled, before dissappearing in a large crack of thunder. Shifting out of her skeletal form, she looked at Marco with apologetic eyes. "I'm sorry...."