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[Luke's shuffling slowly down the hallway, one arm pressed against the wall for support as she goes. Her breathing is slightly labored, and her wings are slack against her back. After a few more steps-]

*THUD* [She's fallen to the floor in a dead faint.]

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[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Hm?

[engel]

[ He's busy scowling and glaring at the opposite wall. ]

Later.

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Works for me.

[engel]

[ Brushes a hand through her hair a few times. ]

Rest for now and we'll talk another time.

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

All right. We can talk tomorrow.