.: Lars Ulrich London and Leon Nemstern :.
Leon opened his mouth to protest though got silent again when Septimus wrapped a wing around him. If Leon was part cat he would sure be purring loudly at the moment. He just crossed his arms and kept close to the angel's warmth.
Lars whined and rubbed his forehead, "poor us... Poor us and poor me, what is wrong with everyone today? I was prodded so many times I lost count" he sniffled and sighed glancing back at Leon then grabbed Trinity's arm all off sudden, "Ohh you see that???" he grinned a little glancing back at the demon and the angel again.
"My happiness starts at their death."






