Ishtar retreated to the window, picking up her laptop. "What do you mean? Why I'm here? Or why the house is full of angels and everybody? Or do you mean why Adam isn't here?" She flicked a cigarette out of it's case, setting it between carmine lips.
She smiled at her shoes' victim. A mortal. She mused that perhaps he ought to loosen up a little and offered him a cigarette.
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Date: Saturday, 18 July 2009 15:18 (UTC)She smiled at her shoes' victim. A mortal. She mused that perhaps he ought to loosen up a little and offered him a cigarette.