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[zealotringly]

I'm happy to know that everyone seems to be doing well in the Defense Against Dark Arts classes. Let's keep it that way, okay? If you need any help, feel free t

[And then suddenly, ink all over the page. Some of them seem to be in the shape of paw prints. Flip flip flip]

I... will return shortly.

[A little someone is tracking ink all over

Comments

[heavens_email]

We need to talk. [sjklgsdklh what the fuck is going ooonnnnnnnn.]

[zealotringly]

About what? Last time I checked, there was nothing to talk about. And that was according to you.

[heavens_email]

Yeah, well, something came up.

[zealotringly]

Like what? Something more important than finding Zachariah right now?

[heavens_email]

You know, yeah, it's just a little bit more important. [And Loki's been haunting the corridors by Kallen's office, too, so, you know, the little bastard will probably catch him.]

[zealotringly]

...

The come to my office if it's that important. Zachariah will have to come back here at some point.[ B|]

action;

[heavens_email]

[And he does. It takes him a lot longer than usual to do so, but he does. And yeah, Kallen, remember that dingy, melancholy blue-grey that defined Gabriel? Not anymore. Now he's shades of green and gold and red, and, well, a lot of red if you care to look at his sleeve. And you can't see through him. Basically, lots and lots of extremely noticeable changes.]

action;

[zealotringly]

[She waiting and waiting and-- what the hell? What's taking him so long? She was about to get up and leave and before she reaches the door, there he is. He's not... completely transparent and... he has color... not to his clothes but to his face too. She almost wants to write it off as a joke but sonething inside of her says it's not a joke. Kallen takes a couple of steps back in shock. And she's sure that's blood.]

Wh-- what's going on here?

action;

[heavens_email]

D'you think if I had any idea any idea at all-- [Cuts himself off and runs a hand through his hair.] I have no idea, okay.

action;

[zealotringly]

Show me your arm. [No room for argument here]

action;

[heavens_email]

[Who's childish? Gabriel's childish. He just shifts so his arm is behind him.] Blood's dry. Thobari fixed it up, it's just a stain.

action;

[zealotringly]

Gabriel. [You like this tone cause she keeps using it with you ]

action;

[heavens_email]

[You just get the defiant look.] It's not important.

action;

[zealotringly]

It's important... [...she shifts uneasily] to me.

action;

[heavens_email]

[Gabriel stares at her for a moment, that sort of look that tends to feel like the person is being looked through, not at. But then he pushes up his sleeve and thrusts his arm out. The bandage wraps all the way from his wrist to his elbow.] There, see? All good.

action;

[zealotringly]

[She looks over his injury. Well he wasn't lying. It did look well tended to.] Does it hurt? [She looks away. That's stupid to ask isn't it] Well I guess it does... heh...