Angelina (Angel) Apaugasma (whitewingprayer) wrote in tiberiusswann, @ 2009-08-11 23:32:00 |
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Entry tags: | angelina, xander |
Thursday 12/20/07
Who: Angelina, Xander
When: Sunrise
Where: A hilltop nearby the school
What: Xander shows an angel the sunrise
Warning: Xanderisms
Glad to be a morning person, Angelina had no problem waking up early to get ready to see the sunrise. Bells had been ringing and flags had been waving throughout her entire conversation with Xander the day previous. She was not sure this was one of her best ideas, but then again she was not known for being totally brilliant. In fact, Angelina was as blond mentally as her hair was on many occasions. Her intelligence was luck and only really came in full force when she was focused on teaching. In daily life she was adorably dim.
Waking early to shower, leaving plenty of time to blow dry her hair so it didn't freeze in the cold outside, Angel dressed in royal blue, knit turtleneck sweater, a pair of dark jeans that fit perfectly around her waist to her knees and flared by the ankles. White snow boots zipped up over her flared pant leg after the denim had been folded and stuffed in to keep out any of that lovely white stuff freezing over the earth. Her winter jacket of today's choice, as she had several, was also white. No surprise. Angelina rather liked the color white and it had no relation to the fact that she was an angel. It was a great color, or lack thereof, perhaps.
After meeting Xander at the car park Angelina followed him in her rented car to the destination. She hated this rented car, cute as it was, and she was a nervous driver in the snow. North Carolina shut itself down when it snowed even an inch or two. Still, following Xander was not so bad and when she climbed out of her car at the top of the hill she took a deep breath of the cold air before flipping up a faux-fur rimmed hood.
"Did ya know it was twenty-four degrees out?" she asked while pushing her hands into her warm pockets.