21st entry [video]

[musical_wings]

[Belldandy is lying on the ground, struggling to opperate the communicator with one hand. She looks pretty beat up--a few bruises forming, and a scratch on her face.  She's quite for a moment before she speaks, obviously in a lot of pain--her breathing ragged.]

Someone...please...F-father Abel...he's not...himself..

[Theres a gasp of pain. Belldandy

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[wears_a_torc]

Belldandy!

Do you still need help? Where are you?

[musical_wings]

Knuckles...Latimir street...Others are coming I think...

[wears_a_torc]

[Growl] And I'm clear on the other side of town.

Are you sure help's coming?

[musical_wings]

Yes...They're on their way...

[wears_a_torc]

Good, just hold on until they get there...

[Knuckles is going to swing by anyway, but he'll most likely be late to that rather large party up there. And miss all the action.]

[musical_wings]

I will...

[LOL. Thats cool. 8D]