Takeo turns towards Kriss "Kriss? what do you think?"
" a little girl" * looks at kriss " she looks like she is five"
"I would love to just kill her but that works ,but if it fails its on your head".
Kriss' face turns red for a moment before she responds "Alright...."
Kriss turns towards Victoria "Excuse me you jerk, i am 7 thank you and you are one to talk! You look like you are 80,000 years old!"
Kriss turns towards Victoria "Excuse me you jerk, i am 7 thank you and you are one to talk! You look like you are 80,000 years old!"
Takeo flies over and grabs victorias other arm
blue fire shoots from the ground surounding her feet draining the last bit of energy from her.
Kriss hovers in the air hesitantly "O..ok"
* clarie finley stoped pushing me away*" i am sorry but i had to"
(Wow, god-modding much boobear?)
Claire quickly flashed to a different area and left only a mere vision of herself for Angel to get rid of. "Traitor." She quickly mumble under her breath. Her armor quickly turned a grey. She was now a bridge between light and dark, undecided. It is told that neutrals become the greatest fighters, they have a mix of morals between light and dark. She swore under her breath then appeared back on the battlefield. She crouched defensively, two blue-torched scabbards in her hands.
Her wings were no longer actual wings, but a deep blue flame that protrudes from her back. She stood, her helmet off, her glare perfectly visible, and directed at Angel. "You," she spoke, a dark scowl on her face. "Betrayed me." Her lat words only came out in growls. She stood then graciously held out both swords, creating sort of a cross with her body. "I am now a bridge," her words were ghastly as she spoke. "Between light and dark. But for now, and always, I shall side with good." With those last words she raced over to Victoria, her feet never touched the ground.
Claire quickly flashed to a different area and left only a mere vision of herself for Angel to get rid of. "Traitor." She quickly mumble under her breath. Her armor quickly turned a grey. She was now a bridge between light and dark, undecided. It is told that neutrals become the greatest fighters, they have a mix of morals between light and dark. She swore under her breath then appeared back on the battlefield. She crouched defensively, two blue-torched scabbards in her hands.
Her wings were no longer actual wings, but a deep blue flame that protrudes from her back. She stood, her helmet off, her glare perfectly visible, and directed at Angel. "You," she spoke, a dark scowl on her face. "Betrayed me." Her lat words only came out in growls. She stood then graciously held out both swords, creating sort of a cross with her body. "I am now a bridge," her words were ghastly as she spoke. "Between light and dark. But for now, and always, I shall side with good." With those last words she raced over to Victoria, her feet never touched the ground.
(She's not god-modding, btw don't kill Victoria...we have plans for her)
(Booobear...why must you make me go fangirl 
*Kawaii* 
)
"Y...yea, im fine"
*Kawaii* )"Y...yea, im fine"
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