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 ]]

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[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?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Maybe... Or. Oh. Oh.

[She looks a bit dazed.] Eh? No. He's someone here. Why?

[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

Oh?

I was just curious. I'm not sure how the people in your world would react to your new... plumage.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

I think... I think I'm an angel.

Ah. Yes. Signore Crowley is a fallen angel, so I don't think he'll find it strange.

[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

[ Angela is about to squee over the cute of this situation (awww little angel ♥) when she hears the description of Crowley. ]

A fallen angel?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Um. Yes. But he's not-- [...can't say that.]

He's been very-- [That doesn't work either. D: ]

Um. He... taught me how to rewrite... what did he--wikipedias?