#tamiel.

[bina-limbu]

For convenience, Bina's hair generally undulates around her. Otherwise it gets in the way too much. She sometimes forgets just how much it can get in the way, but encounters a rude reminder this morning as it suddenly... deflates, falling heavily around her face and body. "Huh?" she gasps in surprise, and in endeavouring to part her hair so that she can actually see, she almost immediately gets tangled in several unruly strands of hair. "Who's doing that! Stop it!" she yelps, thrashing and inevitably causing herself more pain as she ends up pulling at her hair. She's not had her powers nullified in a while, and it brings back nothing but miserable memories that make it hard to think straight. @hcllmouth

[mercy-grigoryan]

Many people left Mercy's church - if they found it later in life. It was hard, she supposed, to accept God's ight in after so long in the dark. But only one person that was raised within their community had left.

"Tamiel," she breathes, truly taken aback. She doesn't know how to feel. Thrilled, of course, to see him alive and well; but after all, he broke her heart. He left. And she had grieved, spending evening after evening wondering what she had done wrong. Why she had never been good enough to present God's love to Tamiel in a way he could feel. As she so often does with her flock, her hands cup his cheeks: the gesture is maternal. "It's me. It's Mercy. You... you look well." And she is glad of that. But, God knows that Mercy wishes she could have been the one ensuring his wellbeing. @hcllmouth