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

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

M...maybe. Signore Crowley's lasted for a long time. [Frowning, because there's still a bruise on Hei's neck.] Ah, someone should have healed that for you, signore.

[Lo and behold. Bruise gone.]

[contract_star]

But it won't be forever. And you'll probably learn pretty quickly how to use them and such.

[Raises a hand to his neck in surprise.] What did--did you heal it?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

M-me? No... I don't think so.

[contract_star]

[Pokes it. Doesn't hurt!]

...I think you did.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Slight wing-flutter.] But... but... I can't heal things.

[contract_star]

...Angels and demons can.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[._.]

But. But. But I'm not. I'm. But I'm not.

[contract_star]

[=_=] It...seems like you are, for the time being.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[._.] H... th...

[contract_star]

...Try not to worry too much about it. [>< Even Hei knows that was a stupid thing to say...]

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[S...sitting down now. She sort of... instinctively moves her wings out of the way.]

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[Sits down near her, watching her with a concerned expression.]

Will you be alright? You probably...shouldn't go back to your world just yet.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Yes. [Automatic response.] No, no, I guess not.

[contract_star]

Just make sure you talk to Crowley, alright? He'll help you.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[fndsk, what's this weird vibe she's getting? She rubs her head.]

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[Oblivious! After a moment,] Henrietta, I talked to Mu. He told me about the medication.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[djsk That takes her mind off of the weird feeling] B... he said he wouldn't tell.

[contract_star]

[Lol oops.] I'm sure he only had your best interests at heart. Henrietta, why didn't you tell me? Did you think I'd be upset?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Looks down] You didn't need to worry... I had some left.

[contract_star]

[Slight sigh.] But you're running out.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

But I feel fine now, right? You don't have to worry, signore.

[contract_star]

[Tiny smile.] I think worrying a lot is part of liking someone.

When did you start feeling better?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[djflsd blushing.] Um. Right... Right when the wings came out.

[contract_star]

...I see. Well...angels probably don't need to take medications.

[Long, long pause.] Henrietta, can you promise me something?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Anything, signore.