Hides wings at the sight of the sketch book. "Well i was droped or fell in england many years ago just before world war two. I was sent to protect a little girl from a serial killer on the loose. The little girl later became the queen. Then I was told to fly to america. I took a plane. I passed as an american seeing as im an angel i can be who ever. But my next assingment was a 17 year old kid. He'd joined the army and i had to also. training was hard on him but I helped him though. he died in my hands on Normandy. Ever since ive been bouncing around trying to help others so maybe ill forget him." he sheds a tear "Do you have scotch?" he looks at the bottels on the wall
-Light left a bottle of scotch on the bar counter, then took a heavy cloak and walked outside. She made her way to the small lake, now frozen, and treaded to the middle of the ice, whereupon she laid down on her back, the cloak beneath her-
"Oh, I was okay with how you were before. In fact, I'd like to have your wings out just a bit more," she said as she paused her sketching. "I mean, if it's no trouble to you. And i think I will draw you this way, now. I like it."
-Light closed her eyes as the ice rapidly began to melt beneath her. Once her entire body was in the bone-chilling water, she sank even deeper. She idly swam around in the lake, gazing at the sunset through the icy shell above her-