"--wait. I haveheard of angels (http://community.livejournal.com/milliways_bar/15439341.html?thread=631977453)," she says slowly, striving to remember what Suzi Darley told her. "Someone told me about them, long ago."
I just know that they're the most comforting things in the bar, and they're all really, really sweet.
"But why would an angel do this to you? How could one? The poison--"
Her hands clench in her long sleeves. She doesn't know enough about this; she doesn't have the toolkit. But she's stubborn, and she can't walk away now. "That doesn't make any sense."
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Date: 2007-08-05 08:49 am (UTC)I just know that they're the most comforting things in the bar, and they're all really, really sweet.
"But why would an angel do this to you? How could one? The poison--"
Her hands clench in her long sleeves. She doesn't know enough about this; she doesn't have the toolkit. But she's stubborn, and she can't walk away now. "That doesn't make any sense."