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[ambriel]

The door to Milliways opens, and someone steps in, carefully shutting the door after. At first, all anyone could tell is that this...person is tall, wearing what looks like dark pants and a white shirt, and is covered with a thin rime of frost. Dark brown eyes blink, carefully taking in the surroundings.

One hand scrapes up and over face and hair, then joined by the other, slowly brushing off the ice.

Ambriel steps forward, winding through the tables and chairs to stand in front of the observation window, and places one hand against the glass. The angel stares out at the end of the universe with an indecipherable expression.

Comments

[ambriel]

"I am starting to believe that I should find very little surprising, here."

Those who can arrest gods must be interesting.

[theunsmiling]

"I can't say it doesn't help."

Oh, how true that is.