[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=007236]Marygold Isley[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://data.whicdn.com/images/193992237/original.gif[/img][hr][b][color=007236]Location:[/color][/b] Granite Falls, North Carolina, Outside of Crystal River School For Troubled Youth, Parking Lot[hr][hr][/center]

	[color=007236]"How about less talking and more flying! And also, he can be a snail too, perfectly fine with calling him that,"[/color] Mary said with a laugh, hearing what everyone else was saying. Comparing someone else to a snail or something was better than herself being compared to that, especially considering she'd been the last one to the chariots in the first place. Though she knew about the sort of strained relation of sorts between Leda and Ezekiel, so she was more of on the side of picking on him somewhat. Not to mention he was currently the only guy in the group.

	She saw Kirsten start shooting off suddenly at a much higher speed, and she was wondering how the hell she had done that. Glancing down at the buttons, she started messing around with the different buttons, eventually hitting the large one that activated the jets on the chariot, the ones that she had forgotten were even there, and shot off, following along after Kirsten. Mary did not want to be the last one there at all, and kind of hoped to have Ezekiel be last. Since that would be kind of funny too. She followed after Kirsten down towards the parking lot, not sure where else to really go.