IT’S SUCH AN INSTANT RECOGNITION THAT STARTLES HER MID SWING . the presence thrums with a much stronger beacon than she’s ever felt before , yet so , so specific . it’s unmistakable : THERE IS ANOTHER ANGEL NEARBY . but not one she could recognize . it’s one leagues higher than her garrison or the even the garrisons above them.
omega drags her shoes in the woodchips beneath her swing to slow her to a proper stop . hands grip the chains tightly with a bated breath . honey brown eyes , near golden searches through the sparse crowd for the possible source of the all encompassing presence . it’s so much harder to pin . but eventually , she sees a hint of a glow that only angelic trained eyes could catch .
opposite to her , the unknown angel seems to have pinned her presence much quicker than she . his eyes bore into her with a hard , indecipherable gaze . it’s somewhat comforting ; that sort of expression was one she often saw on her older brothers and sisters back in the days of heaven . her lessons trickle back in to her mind . a presence as strong as this could only be one thing: AN ARCHANGEL . lucifer is out of the question . raphael is gone . that leaves gabriel or michael .
she’s uncertain how to approach or reach out . it would be worse to misname him . yet she needs to remain a bit covert . she tries to hide how giddy she is ; FINALLY they’ve come to take her home , to tell her what happened , to bring her back to her guardian angel training .
❛ brother , ❜ she calls out , clearly and softly directed to him , ❛ are you … here to pick me up from school ? ❜
the smile upon her face incapable of containing her excitement , her glee .
&& . @derelicti / PLOTTED .
