Dossier Twenty-six

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Here is Henrietta. Henrietta brought Crowley's bathroom. She is in a nightgown.

She is also stuck on a towel hook.

Why is she stuck on a towel hook? Because she has a pair of enormous--or rather, proportional--dove-gray wings curving out of her back. And one of them is caught on the towel hook.

She winces.]

Oh... This is bad, I think.


[[Bwahaha, experiment start. Henrietta is now an angel. |D ]]

Comments

[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

Squirt? You grew wings.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Gives her a wibbly look and then bursts into tears.]

[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

Oh, squirt, it's okay! [ Attempt to cuddle goes here, how successful it is, though, is up for debate. Cuz lol wings. ]

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[CLINGING AND SOBBING]

[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

[ Smoothing Henrietta's hair gently and hugging her close. ] Shhhh, it's okay, kiddo, it's going to be okay.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Gradually calms down, hiccuping a little. AND O HEY ANGELA, her temperature is normal.]

[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

[ Angela has noticed this! And is wondering if the two are connected. After gently removing the wing from the towel hook, she squats down to be eye level with Henrietta. ] Can you tell me what happened, kiddo?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

I don't know... I wasn't feeling well, so I thought I'd go to bed early, but then I went to get ready... and they came out.

[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

Hmm, well, your fever's gone... [ She touches Henrietta's forehead. ] It might be another experiment.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

But they just did one! Th...they keep doing them... [;A;]

[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

I know, squirt. They're pretty relentless. That's probably why they don't hang around very often. They know we'd kick their butts for all this.

[ She combs Henrietta's hair back with her fingers. ] Do they hurt? Does anything else feel strange?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

No, they don't hurt. I can just... feel them, and it's so strange.

[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

Can you fold them against your back? That might make things a little easier.

(( Did you want to do the omgwemergedmore post? Just asking because work is super boring today. XD ))

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[ATTEMPTS. And it sort of works.] Ah... [S-SO STRANGE.]

[[...did we ever put in the merger request? I thought you were going to type it up, but I think maybe you thought I was? XD]]

[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

If they don't hurt, I'm not sure there's anything we should do about them. Complaining to the Twins usually results in worse things happening.

((... Oh yeah we have to request those don't we. *durrrrrr* I'll put in the request if you want XD ))

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

But I broke signore Crowley's mirror, too-- [Turns to point at the broken mirror... and stares at it. Because uh. Not broken.]

[[Lawl. XD Sure.]]

[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

[ Blink. ] Apparently you didn't.

(( 'Tis up! (http://realitymods.livejournal.com/6421.html?thread=293653#t293653) ))

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

But I did! There were pieces all over!

[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

[ Angela goes over to the mirror and places a gloved hand on it. ] Nope, it's good as new. Not even a scratch.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[djfljdfs Henrietta mimics her, disbelieving.]

[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

If I'm going to guess, I'd say it has something to do with the wings. Maybe you can fix things now?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[._.]

[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

[ Little smile. ] There are worse things, squirt. And it should only be for a little while.

[ Crouching back down to be eyelevel again. ] Do you need somewhere to stay while it runs its course?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Yes... How did I do it, though?

[._.] Oh! Oh, thank you, but I'm staying with signore Crowley right now.

[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

I don't know. Maybe it's something that just happens around you?

He's not a part of that Agency you're in, is he?