[When she opened the door and stepped into the hall- her eyes and mind were still partly asleep in bed. She shook her wings and stretched outside of the door. Out of the corner of her eye she caught a most unusual sight. There seemed to be a white film covering one of the unoccupied apartment doors
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There is a short high pitched scream that she tries to swallow as quickly as it escapes. Ceiling spider, you have a floor angel looking back at you with wide green eyes.]
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It takes a moment to recover and then turns to stare at her again before launching itself at the closest wall, a string of thick cobweb following behind.]
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When it moved, the temporary paralysis broke and with another high pure-pitched shriek she ran in the opposite direction.]
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He's still not sure if she's some strange form of angel or not, and thus unsure if she's a threat or harmless like most of the people here.*
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She could not properly greet him, with how her wing was stretched against the webbing, but she did her best!]
Hello! My apologies! I had not caught your name the first time we met but, um, please Sir, I could dearly use a hand.
[Sheepish- they name is Isabella. ]
I've gotten stuck.
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*He looks over Isa and the webbing, raising an eyebrow.*
You can't just pull free?
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I think I would be able to, if it had not been the crippled wing that got the webbing. It is at such an angle that it hurts if I try.
[Hurts a lot in fact. She points down the hall.]
The large spider, ran off to get me some scissors... I think. But, I do not know for sure, or know if he will be back.
[There's a defeated slump in her shoulders. She tries so hard to avoid situations like this, where she needs to ask for help. ]
Please, sir. If you are able to pull the feathers free of the webbing, I would be eternally grateful.
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