009 | Anna Milton | [video & private]

[afallenstar]

It seems everyone's had quite the morning, so I'll keep this brief. If any of you think you might be the kind of powered up that can help figure out exactly what it is people are turning into, let me know.

In the mean time just...be careful, guys.

[[ Private to the Angelsibs and honorarysib housemate Chuck ]]

As someone [ see Gabriel, re: griping announcement earlier ] has mentioned already, there's something weird going on here. We're human now, completely, and Balthazar....
[ All in good time. ]

Obviously it's a little harder to keep in touch now, but are you all okay so far? No broken bones, stubbed toes, fatal injuries? Keep in touch, okay?

[[ Private to Fun Ghoul ]]

We have a bit of a situation here.

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[afallenstar]

Yeah, no, it's fine. I'm a big girl.[ It's a joke, played off with a chuckle and everything, but seriously. She's a damn Angel of the Lord, like hell is she finding something to bite down on. She's endured pain like no one around here can even imagine, fought past far worse to reach the goals of the Host-

...and when the antiseptic touches the wound and it stings, she lets out a quiet sound that sounds suspiciously like a whimper.

Damn it. ]

Maybe you're right. [ There's a spare roll of bandages, and it's going to have to do. Flexing her fingers lightly, she balls them into a fist and then gives a short nod. ] Just...make it quick?