by // kzry » Sat Dec 27, 2014 11:27 am
The fallen angel hums happily at the small kiss on the cheek as she watched him go and take another person's soul without mercy. She was use to these kind of things, everything wat bound to die at some point, except for when they reach a supernatural-ish state. The crow on the souls caw, drawing Kajima's attention to what it was sitting on. "Hm? Woah, that's a big hoard of souls," she says, watching the blue flames, and taking the one that was starting to float away.