39th Message - [video - forward dated to the morning]

[dulcisnuntius]

[Good morning, City! You are greeted to the lovely sight of a very small girl, age 5-ish or so, seated on a window-sill, her legs dangling outside. She's dressed in an over-sized blouse, which is hitting her around the ankles. When she sees the light come on she grins and waves.]

Hi City! So guess what happened at midnight! I was hanging out in my room and then I felt all weird and tingly and then when I looked in the mirror I was tiny! See!

[She waves again, the extra-long sleeve of her shirt flapping over her hand.]

I wanna see if I can still fly! My wings are all funny, too.

[She stands up carefully, balancing with bare toes on the edge of the windowsill. A pair of white, fluffy wings open up behind her, looking a little downier than her usual set. With a giggle, she dives off the window, and her device turns black.]

[ooc: Yep! Dulcie has been age-reversed this weekend to 5 years old. Action for anyone who wants to find a pile of fluffly baby angel in the shrubbery underneath her apartment window. Replies coming from ducklingwings]

Comments

[favoritetraitor]

My, how very charming. You say that you've always had wings?

[ducklingwings]

Yep! Big-me has always had wings.

[favoritetraitor]

You remember being... big?

[ducklingwings]

Yep! I've never been little before so I don't remember being anything else.

[favoritetraitor]

You're not human then? Or, if you are, perhaps you're of a strain that I'm unfamiliar with...

[ducklingwings]

Nope! I'm an angel.