Anael (whispersoflove) wrote in emanare, @ 2009-01-06 18:42:00 |
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All in all, Anael was thankful that Christmas was over. Everywhere he walked, he had to pass much fewer chubby little angels in white robes.
Inside Emanare, though, it hardly mattered. The club had hardly seemed touched with the Christmas spirit, undoubtedly due to the mix of creatures it welcomed. The angel hadn't come here in a couple of weeks, though, and he found that he missed it. So he flew down to the rooftop of the building, brushing frost out of his hair as he went down into the club, slightly giddy from the bustling potential of the place after the serenity of Heaven.
He'd blame the giddiness for forgetting to hide his wings and forgetting that he hadn't. Which led to the giddy bump of a very strong wing into someone as of yet hidden behind the white feathers, and an apology was already on Anael's lips, one that sounded incredibly heartfelt as he drew his wing back to reveal who he might have hurt.