Chantelle hissed once his power dampened and he allowed her free. With nothing to say, she just walked onto the plane and sat down, shaking her head trying to forget what just happened to her. Trying to create a plan in her head. The darkness seemed to swallow her up as she felt young again, not controlled or stable. Her nails dug into the chair as she calmed herself down, disappointed in her weakness. But she was strong, powerful, feared... Gabriel just was older and more powerful. It frightened her yet excited her. For now she would follow him, help him with his moronic, powerfueled plan. It might persuade her to be on his side. But if she couldnt see past the mediocre plan, she would leave, go to the freelancer hq herself.
"You really know how to piss me off don't you?"
Her voice was dark and angry as she drank more alcohol.
"You really know how to piss me off don't you?"
Her voice was dark and angry as she drank more alcohol.