<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00bfff">Amelia loved and hated her job. Loved when she got to hang out with Dead Souls and send them off to Heaven. Hated when she had to punish and choose to either obliterate a Deal Soul or not. In this case, today, she had to punish a certain Dead Soul....again. She lost count on how many times Nathan has gone against the rules, but for some off reason, she herself has yet to Obliterate him. Yasibel did the pleasure of punishing him, killing him over and over, so that should equal it out. Amelia rather liked the kid....even if he was annoying. She felt that each Dead Soul deserved to go to Heaven, so she waited out a bit, keeping a good eye before deciding there fate. Most or all the Souls tended to come to her for aid, since...well...Yasibel isn't much to be relied on.<br/>
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“He skipped class....again.” She huffed as he flew through the air, cutting through dark clouds and approached the large school that housed and taught Dead Souls. The NPC's mingled about, keeping to themselves as well, though they seemed to always be attracted to her, like a big to a bug zapper. Sensing out where Nathan was, she frowned, sensing not only him, but Altair and Yasibel. Both Angels were opposites from each other. Amelia being the more good Angel, while Yasibel, the bad. It was good to have ying and yang somewhere, so in this case, Amelia was the ying to Yasibel's yang. “Not against Yasibel.”She grumbled, slipping out a small hunk of crystal from her side bag around her thigh. With just a concentrated though, the crystal turned into a long bladed scythe. Approaching the school, she calculated accurate aim and tossed her scythe, hearing it as it sliced through air and broke into a wall, the tip of the blade pinned to the wall and had stuck just a few inches from Nathan's person.<br/>
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Amelia swooped in and easily assesed the situation. She sighed and shook her head, looking to Nathan, one delicate hand placed on her hip. “You Mr, have a date with the Isolation room.” She said tartly. The Isolation room was a specified out of this real room, where there was nothing, just endless white and no where to go, no doors, places, people, nothing. Complete Isolation could drive a person man, even someone like Amelia, since no one really liked to be alone. Marching over to Nathan, she grabbed him by the back of his shirt collar and hauled him up, his feet dangling. Waggling her finger at him, she tsked. “Honestly Nathan. Why bother ditching early morning classes, if you know that I shall find out. I believe three hours in the Isolation room will do you good, what do you think?” She didn't bother to wait for a response. She summed her scythe, catching it in her hand and easily dragged him down the hallway. “Trying to catch Yasibel again?”She asked, already knowing the routine for his missed class sessions.</span>