[The camera clicks on, and is overwhelmed with the over-riding image of... PINK. Dulcie is lounging on a tree branch, an indeterminable distance from the ground. She is wearing a floaty pink mini-dress, as well as her usual torn fishnets and doc martens. She's ditched the armour at some point. In honour of the cherry blossoms, she's painted her wings with pink polka-dots. She is surrounded entirely by cherry blossoms. They are growing think and fast on the branches surrounding her, as well as falling gently from somewhere above. Dulcie is practically beaming, catching the blossoms in her hand and then letting them float down to the ground.]
If this is a curse, it's an awesome one! No one told me the City could get so pretty!
[ooc: Dulcie will be hanging out in a tree all day, so anyone wandering around downtown is welcome to come and remark at the very pink angel in the very pink tree. :-D SHE IS SOMEWHAT EASY TO SPOT.]
Dulcie's Wearing