Damnit. Sappho owed her for this. Or…ah. Maybe not but.
Angelica was scratching the top of her head, trying to think things through when she felt the aura of a Negaverse Agent. Thank God. She could punch this one. And feel absolutely no guilt. Swiftly, she made her way towards the aura and skidded to a halt in front of the male, grinning brightly, the lust of murder in her eyes. “Hi. I think I’m going to kill you tonight, I hope you don’t mind, but I've been trying to play nice with some people. And I just can’t do it, so. I have no obligation to play nice with you so…Bye~ Oh, and Spruce Smoke Surprise, b***h!”
The utter glee in her voice as she called her magic was almost enough to feel.
[Mistress Morbid]