Gabriel shifted uncomfortably as the ice-cold water trickled down his skin. "Er. I put my shirt on over the blood, actually. And I'm not that seriously injured." Apart from the wings, but those could only grow back with time.
For a moment he was caught between modesty and sensibility, before he finally pulled off his shirt.
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Date: Friday, 2 July 2010 15:17 (UTC)For a moment he was caught between modesty and sensibility, before he finally pulled off his shirt.