[A cloaked, masked figure was making her way out a little further than him. Her clothes were white and worn battle fatigues with black leather stockings. Her hair was wild and tousled under the cloak. The angel came from the opposite Wing. Alexiel had been keeping an eye her brother's chambers wards were in place, she didn't like to find out that any of the new residents invaded the space he had lived in and touched his belongings.
His visit during the day the shields of the City were down left a lingering bittersweet aftertaste.
I am no longer defined by being a sister.
Of course, she never asked permission to get in. She didn't deem it necessary. Christmas, she grimaced, obviously ignoring the aura of the man who approached, the date she and her brother had set as "birthday."]
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AP: Cathedral exit FAIL Typo
Date: 2008-12-03 03:58 am (UTC)His visit during the day the shields of the City were down left a lingering bittersweet aftertaste.
I am no longer defined by being a sister.
Of course, she never asked permission to get in. She didn't deem it necessary. Christmas, she grimaced, obviously ignoring the aura of the man who approached, the date she and her brother had set as "birthday."]