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After a day of riding the elevators up and down (what a strangely exciting feeling!) Ahio was occupying himself with more pleasant activities. His music, for instance.
His suite, thankfully, and comfortably, furnished for an angel with its thin backed chairs and large, large bed was not modern in look at all. It was elegant in a simple way, just like his room back at the Eyrie. However simple his homeworld of Samaria was, however, they did have one fantastic bit of technology stashed in the angel holds.
CD players. Of course the angel had no idea of the name of the thing, but he did know the shiny flat discs had recorded music on them and it played when put into the machine. Ahio was currently working on his unfinished composition, which had thankfully appeared on his desk that day. The magnificent voices of Uriel and Hagar, the first Archangel and his Angelica of Samaria, played in the background.
Ahio hummed along, wings ruffling now and again and losing feathers. The cold weather was making him molt a bit.
Come visit the lonely angel!
His suite, thankfully, and comfortably, furnished for an angel with its thin backed chairs and large, large bed was not modern in look at all. It was elegant in a simple way, just like his room back at the Eyrie. However simple his homeworld of Samaria was, however, they did have one fantastic bit of technology stashed in the angel holds.
CD players. Of course the angel had no idea of the name of the thing, but he did know the shiny flat discs had recorded music on them and it played when put into the machine. Ahio was currently working on his unfinished composition, which had thankfully appeared on his desk that day. The magnificent voices of Uriel and Hagar, the first Archangel and his Angelica of Samaria, played in the background.
Ahio hummed along, wings ruffling now and again and losing feathers. The cold weather was making him molt a bit.
Come visit the lonely angel!