6th Message - [audio]

[justamessenger]

I'm not really the right angel to be giving this message, but they always give the really good ones to the boys. And I am a messenger, if not the messenger. So here goes -



Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people!




Merry Christmas to those who want it, and have a seriously awesome day to the rest of you.

Comments

[justamessenger]

I think it's more the 'Hey, I just appeared out of no where and popped into your locked room! Don't freak out!'

Granted some of the other ones can get pretty tall. I'm more of the compact model. And hi! I'm Dulcie. Merry Christmas!

[unflagging]

A valid point, indeed. I acquiesce.

Hi, I'm Rory. It's good to meet you. Are you as sweet as your name sounds?

Oh wait--hang on, you said "some of the other ones." I'm about to make a bit of a mental leap. Am I going to hit the right answer when I make it? I'm just asking in case I embarrass myself when I miss the landing.

[Inside he's pleading...please be an angel because that would be hilarious.]

[justamessenger]

Leap away.

[unflagging]

Are you an angel?

And did I stick the landing?

[justamessenger]

Got it in one. If I had the camera on it would have been a little more obvious, though.

[unflagging]

I'm a quick study.

You mean we could have all admired your luminous and magnificent wings, I figure.

Unless you're like one of those "Touched by an Angel" angels who were ordinary women with a backlight.

Backlighting is fine too, of course. But wings are more impressive and, generally speaking, more classical.

[justamessenger]

I always wondered about the backlighting thing. Is there a technie angel behind them with lamp and a wind machine?

[She does switch to video now. Thems are some impressive wings. Very classical.]

[unflagging]

[On this end, it's just a guy in a denim jacket and a hoodie. Sorry. On the up side? He's quite handsome and full of smiles. So...there's that.

Which is nice, I guess.]

I don't know, but those wings are a lot more impressive. I mean...damn!

[And he immediately (and with some exaggeration) claps a hand over his mouth.]

[justamessenger]

Please please, I don't have room for any more admirers.

[unflagging]

Okay, I'll cancel that order of lilies and white roses.

[justamessenger]

Good thing, too. That might go to my head after a while.

[unflagging]

Yeah, and aren't angels supposed to be humble? Or is that just saints and martyrs?

[justamessenger]

I don't think anyone could be humble all the time. That would be exhausting.

[unflagging]

Guess that answers my question.

[justamessenger]

You been here long?

[unflagging]

No--not quite a month. As you can almost certainly tell by my utter shock and surprise at casual encounters with divine or divinely-associated beings. Such as yourself.

What about you? You seem pretty well-adapted for a holy messenger stuck in a place like this. What's your secret?

[justamessenger]

Adaptability is part of the job. Besides, I first showed up here almost two years ago now. Gives a girl some time to settle in.

[unflagging]

I'll say. You've got a definite advantage over me.

[justamessenger]

I usually do.

[unflagging]

Ouch. If I weren't so taken by your...wings, I might just be hurt by that.

[justamessenger]

Don't you like anyone having an advantage over you?

[unflagging]

No, I like to be the one with the advantage. C'mon--doesn't everyone?

[justamessenger]

Sometimes. Depends on the situation.

[unflagging]

Oh yeah?

[justamessenger]

Yep. Different strokes for different folks and all that stuff.