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@deus-ex-dawn ~ portrayal

It felt like that was everything she did these days. 

First, she fell from Heaven. Quite literally, plummeting to the ground with such a speed, she wondered if it would leave her broken and shattered like a human would with the impact that sole action had upon her entire existence. 

Sisters and brothers alike had been expelled from heaven without any warning. And all she knew was that it was the fault of those hunters. The Winchesters and Castiel. 

Then came the falling in another way. The longer she spent on Earth, the more she felt herself falling prey to vice in a manner her holy being never should. Every time she sinned, however minor, she berated herself. Yet, life on earth had a way of leaving her without much choice. In order to walk among the mortals, to belong to them and to survive herself, a white lie now and then was inevitable. 

And now came the worst fall of all. 

Staring at those bright eyes, she felt her body warm in a way she had never experienced before. Unable to turn away, she drew closer and held her hand out for him to shake in a friendly gesture. “Hello. I am Dina.” Angel of learning and wisdom, she added mentally, for she had introduced herself as thus for eons. Biting down on her lip, she managed to keep that to herself though. “Who are you?” 

Turning the stake over and over in her hand, she put her heavy booted foot on a nearby tombstone and leaned back. “Bo-ring. I’m not gonna work up an appetite like this.” 

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Mary glanced at her own reflection in the window of the car parked right outside the local diner. Pausing at the sight of her hair, she quickly flattened the part which had gotten messed up during the fight. The blonde hoped she didn’t smell like burning flesh anymore, but she couldn’t tell herself --not with the way the stench was branded in her brain and nose. It was hard to smell anything else and it would probably take several days for that to clear up. 

Rummaging through her little bag, she quickly found the small bottle of sample perfume and sprinkled it on eagerly. That should do the trick, she thought as she smiled at her reflection and nodded to herself in encouragement. She could do this. 

Taking a deep breath, she turned to the entrance of the diner and pushed open the door. It was now or never. Mary just hoped everything would turn out well. She’d been looking forward to this date for days now. And it wasn’t like she had many opportunities to do something normal. Mary really CRAVED normalcy. And John looked like a perfectly normal AND incredibly handsome guy at the same time. The blonde felt like the luckiest girl alive to be asked out by him. 

“Did I speak aloud?” There was trepidation noticeable in her tone of voice as she turned to face the new gentleman. She had not dared to look the stranger in the eye before, his unusual appearance having intrigued her but also caused her to carefully consider association for fear of what the ton might have to say. Or worse, what lady Whistledown were to report. The author had caused the mundane gossip to become even more prominent in each household. 

The sight of the man startled her, audibly so, for surely she had not mistaken the eyes. They appeared to be much alike a cat, not quite the hazel she had expected to see in such handsome, exotic features. 

“We need to keep the districts free. For the kids.” Her hand lifted of its own accord and absentmindedly touched the burned skin on her neck at the thought of her children ever being exposed to the horrors she was exposed to with her husband all those years ago. “We can’t allow this woman to become more powerful than she already is.” 

@deus-ex-dawn | possessive meme