Marinette wasn't the kind of person who crept on the floor, she ruled the roofs. She swung her yoyo, her secret weapon. That's what magic was for - you used it for a purpose. Whether good or bad it was up to the person. Marinette wasn't the good, was she? She silently cackled as she melted into the night. The streetlights flickered on and off, but she wasn't scared. Finally, she reached the imposing building. Jewel. She practically drooled and grinned devilishly. Now this was the fun part. ON HOLD
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