Death//'Dark Angel'//Side: Evil (Duh)//Tags: Kite
She let her scythe come down slowly and sighed. "Ah, I hope so. You may stand." Her scythe turned back into the average staff that she always carried around and said, "Oh Kite. What am I going to do with you today?" She wondered. Punishment was an option, but she didn't want to weaken her soldiers, and she had ouncished this guy with training so many times that it was no fun anymore. "Tell ya what. Go change and come see me," She ordered and started to walk away, her wings mostly folded against her side, showing she was calm.
(Aye for both of you)








