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Enter a girl, in her late teens. She could be perfectly normal, though she is wearing flying leathers and two white wings that are larger than she is protrude from her back. Her smile is quiet and her eyes are bright as she looks about. She tucks her flute case into her satchel and then perches on a stool.
I suppose an introduction is in order. I am Jael, of Jordana. My parents are the important ones, really. The Archangel Magdalena and the angel Nathan. Um. I think that's all, really. Anything you want to know, just ask.
Typist: And she suddenly falls apart on me halfway through her intro. Anyway. She said the relevant things. She's shiny. People should talk to her.
I suppose an introduction is in order. I am Jael, of Jordana. My parents are the important ones, really. The Archangel Magdalena and the angel Nathan. Um. I think that's all, really. Anything you want to know, just ask.
Typist: And she suddenly falls apart on me halfway through her intro. Anyway. She said the relevant things. She's shiny. People should talk to her.