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touchscreens2013-10-26 09:09 pm
demimaudite) wrote in touchscreens2013-10-26 09:09 pm
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So much irony she's safe from amnesia for the rest of her life
Shura is still looking over her shoulder and frowning when the feed comes on. For once, her chest is covered: she's wearing a black and green dress, but the edges of her markings are still glowing faintly red.
"Heads up, good people: I've been touched by the Grace of God. I feel a little gross just thinking about it."
She looks over her other shoulder, showing the horn on the back of her neck at the same time.
"Anyway, I assume Metatron was trying to tell me to go smite some of those things that keep creeping up on us, so... yeah. I suppose I'll go do that, since I need to meet my hugging quota. I will be around the residential buildings mostly. I might go take a peek at the festival later. So. Free hugs and all that jazz. Look for the full-body tattoo."
The feed ends.
"Heads up, good people: I've been touched by the Grace of God. I feel a little gross just thinking about it."
She looks over her other shoulder, showing the horn on the back of her neck at the same time.
"Anyway, I assume Metatron was trying to tell me to go smite some of those things that keep creeping up on us, so... yeah. I suppose I'll go do that, since I need to meet my hugging quota. I will be around the residential buildings mostly. I might go take a peek at the festival later. So. Free hugs and all that jazz. Look for the full-body tattoo."
The feed ends.