First, in which Angel arrives

[birdkiddie]

[The camera doesn't show anything but blue for a moment, then you see the mansion from above and a flash of something that looks like a giant dove. The camera is high up in the air, and the direction is clear. It comes from up and is headed down ...just that there is something in the way. A head, to be exact. Blond curls. The journal bounces off it and falls deeper, passing the face of a little girl that is stuck somewhere between fear, confusion, alertness and tiredness. Her eyes are hollow and smudged with purple rings, and one whole side of her face is a single bruise. And then there is only white cloth and the view of the mansion as the journal falls further and rotates.

It falls, and falls, and then you there are suddenly fingers around it and it is turned around to face the child from before. All you can see the arms that are full of burn marks and little wounds where needles have been inserted into her arms. There also is something that looks like an IV on her arm. If you look closer, you will see white feathers behind her back. Or maybe on her back.

She silently examines the journal, the little face tense, and after a few moments she switches on the audio.]

Max. Gazzy. Fang, Iggy, Nudge. Are you here?

Jeb. Was that you?

Comments

[Action]

[manticorean.livejournal.com]

[Max raises an eyebrow, even though she knows where she's coming from.]

No snipers. I promise.

[She glances inside the empty room, which looks just like every other vacant room in the mansion before shifting to its owner's tastes and needs.]

What do you think?

[Action]

[talks-to-fish.livejournal.com]

[She blushes slightly at the comment and hops inside, over to the window. A nice view, nothing below her but the ground... good to get jump and drop start.]

It looks good!

[Action]

[manticorean.livejournal.com]

[Max takes a step inside, pointing towards a door near the wardrobe.]

That should be a bathroom in there. You can take a nice long, warm bath, and nobody'll bother you. And if they do, my room's just a few doors away; I can keep my door open if you want me to, in case you need me.

[Action]

[talks-to-fish.livejournal.com]

Thank you, I'll do that.

[And then she's off, throwing the bathroom door shut behind her to explore all the interesting blubber things that they have in the bathroom cupboards.]