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?

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[hurricanebomber.livejournal.com]

[He looks away politely while she changes, then kneels down to button the dress up for her.]

You can hang onto my sweatshirt if you need to. I can get another one easy.

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[talks-to-fish.livejournal.com]

[He wouldn't have needed to, she isn't used to people looking away.]

Thank you. ...Can I get another one from the closet? Maybe one with horses or puppies on it?

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[hurricanebomber.livejournal.com]

Yeah, it shouldn't be a problem.

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[talks-to-fish.livejournal.com]

[She laughs and jumps, reaching up to throw her arms around Gokudera's neck, touching his mind ever so slightly to make him bend down so they won't topple over or he'll break something.]

Thank you!

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[hurricanebomber.livejournal.com]

[He bends down and, oddly enough, returns the embrace. She makes him think of the kids at home, and even though they annoyed him, he misses them. He wonders absently if he'd treat them differently if they were here now.]

You're welcome.

I'm a few floors down from you if you ever need anything. [He tells her the room number and floor, which lmfao I still don't know.] You can come find me or use that communicator you have to call me.

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[talks-to-fish.livejournal.com]

[She wants to hear more about his home, she likes hearing stories about normal people, even if it seems to strange and far away. But not now. Now she wants to change and shower and take a bath and make this room hers.]

Which room?

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[hurricanebomber.livejournal.com]

[He tells her the number.]

There are a couple of other guys who live with me. They're good people. But if you don't want to be around them, you can use the communicator instead and I'll come up here to see you.

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[talks-to-fish.livejournal.com]

[...fff she didn't get an image of them sinc ehe only mentioned them in passing.]

What kind of people?

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[hurricanebomber.livejournal.com]

[A clearer image of the two forms in his mind at that question. He thinks of Tsuna first, of course, and...well, you know how he is about Tsuna.

Yamamoto still annoys him, but he's much more willing to overlook it here in Wonderland than he was back home. He even thinks of Yamamoto as a friend, more or less--at the very least, he recognizes that the guy's presence is good news for him and Tsuna, since he offers good support.]

They're my classmates from back home.

[He doesn't mention the Vongola family--half because he's not sure she'd understand and half because he's gotten a bit more hesitant about admitting to his mafia ties. The information is there in his mind for her to pick up on, though.]

We're the same age, and we've been through a lot together. They're trustworthy.

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[talks-to-fish.livejournal.com]

[They look like good people, just like Gokudera. A bit fishy with the mafia stuff, but good people themselves, no matter what the organization is.]

I want to meet them some day~

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[hurricanebomber.livejournal.com]

Sure. They'd be happy to meet you.

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[talks-to-fish.livejournal.com]

I'll come to visit.

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[hurricanebomber.livejournal.com]

Great.

[He finally stands up.]

If you'll be okay, then, I'm gonna head back downstairs now.

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[talks-to-fish.livejournal.com]

Say hello to them form me.

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[hurricanebomber.livejournal.com]

[He nods.] Yeah. I will.

I'll see you later. [He smiles a little and leaves her room to head back down to the music room.]