An Angel's purpose

Wintent pushed her way through the nuslrses walking down the hall when she tarted feeling light headed she leaned against a wall taking several deep breaths the continued on her way out.


Wintent pushed the large front doors flinchimg at the change in light as she walked out of the hospital.
 
"But she has the looks of a Quartarius. We can't be sure though. So far the only demons are the Purum-diablo: You, and the two Faustian-bloods: Sebastian and I." She pulled her glove far back, enough to see the purple pentagram of the Faustian-bloods.



(Um hi um I'd like to say something but the pentagram doesn't have to do anything with the devil or demons...I dont know if the way you meant it but I'm just putting it out there so ya know...so yeah bye...)
 
( Actually, on one demon who is unknown, there is a pentagram on his left hand. It's how he disguises himself and how he harnesses his power. He inflicts the pentagram on those who he enslaves. So I took this story and just tossed it into the RP. Sorry for 'offending' you, but you have clearly heard different things than I. )
 
Amy was by the river thinking, "why was I at the hospital? Why can't I remember? " she asked herself. She situates her hand in the water and swaying it back and forth, "Auroa." She whispered.
 

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