amireallyokay
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- Posted: Thu, 01 Mar 2012 08:23:21 +0000
Azariah Howle
Azariah gathered herself off the wall she was leaning on, "I myself am not quite gifted at this moment.." she paused, "but, there are some things that I can do.." she was only willing to help because she hated violence that wasn't necessary. It was odd for a fallen angel to say such things, but she liked to be considered one of the 'classier' kind if there was such a thing. There didn't seem to be anything special with the individual she was talking to.
She pulled off her right glove and let her finger graze against the wooden wall gently that she had just gotten off of. Little sparks seemed to leave scorch marks in the wall. Having a lighter at her finger tips was sometimes amusing. She shrugged and wiped her hand over the wall, and the scorch mark disappeared just as quickly as it got there. An evil little smirk crossed her face, "tiz but one of the many little things I can do" she boasted. The scorch marks were more like curses, she could lift them on and off of objects, but she still could not heal people.
(Heading to bed myself, goodnight all!)