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[angel1stdegree]

She is quiet as she walks in, not quite sure of where she is. Looking around the room she feels a cloud of confusion fall over her. The room she sees is a far cry from the sterile white room of the hospital that she had not moments before been in. The harsh smell of ammonia and starch is gone, instead there are the everyday smells that are soft and

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[kissestospare]

"...Baby?" Collins is stopped in the doorway, giving Angel a curious look -- and then a running sort of tacklepounce. "Hey, you!" This is quickly followed by a long kiss, of course, and a wide grin.

[angel1stdegree]

Angel is pulled from her little moment of silence when she hears a familiar voice call to her from across the room. She opens her eyes and sees a person running at her and finds said person suddenly on top of her. Then there's the kiss, all too familiar, and when it ends it feels as though it was all too soon. The grinning face before her almost brings tears to her eyes. "Collins, baby!" She kisses him again, and again. "I thought I was dead, am I dead? Are you dead. Baby you're not dead are you?"

[kissestospare]

He kisses back happily each time, and gives Angel a tight hug, practically beaming. "No -- no, baby, you're not dead," and the smile turns a little shaky. "No, I'm not dead, either, I'm fine, and thank the fucking Lord you're here, I was gettin' worried."

[angel1stdegree]

"Nothing to worry about with me honey." She just can't stop the urge to hug him again, to prove he's real. "I'm here, you're here. We're together." Another kiss, it feels like so long she's seen him.

[poeta_tenore]

One bohemian deserves another, so sitting not far off is Rodolfo, shirt tucked into his trousers but suspenders hanging down at his sides. He's absently scratching down something that will hopefully become a poem and looks up when he takes a sip of coffee. He almost stands up when he sees Angel, at first thinking she's someone else. But then he smiles and tilts his head just slightly.

"Bonjour?"

[angel1stdegree]

"Hello." She says, just a bit confused at first because he reminds her of someone as well. And because it's Angel and she is just the sweetest thing ever she asks in her sweetest voice "How are you honey? Are you writing something fabulous?"

[poeta_tenore]

A small blush colours his cheeks.

"I'm afraid it's only a few words strung together to make a pretty sound. Nothing fantastic at all, just a way to pass the time."

[angel1stdegree]

She gives him a big smile. "You know honey you sound so much like someone I know. Believe me, a few words can become something wonderful, you just have to try."

[feline_ofave_b]

Never let it be said that Mimi Marquez doesn't squeal. Because that's definitely what she's doing, and racing over to plop on Angel's lap and kiss her cheek. "Angel! OhmyGod, you're here!"

[angel1stdegree]

Angel lets out a squeal of delight as well, "Mimi, honey! How are you? Oh my goodness look at you!" Her eyes go wide as she looks the girl up and down, "Girl you look good!"

[feline_ofave_b]

She laughs a little and gives Angel a tight hug. "Thanks, honey. Let's hope Benny thinks so too."

[angel1stdegree]

"Honey if anyone thought you looked anything other than gorgeous-" She stops and looks just slightly confused, "Benny? As in Benny, Benny? As in suicidal dog owning Benny?"

[anothermoriarty]

Bella is attempting to work on her book when she notices the rather oddly-dressed newcomer. Always eager to meet those who arrive on the ship, she hurries over.

"Hello, Miss. Welcome to...the ship."

After all this time, she's still not really used to it.

[angel1stdegree]

"Hey there hon, who might you be?"

[anothermoriarty]

"Erm, I'm Bella Moriarty. And you?"