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Edward: God, I'm tired. And bored. If I ever have to spend all day making long-distance calls through the Magitorial Offices again, I think I'll kill myself.
*sound of falling*
Edward: What was that?! Ugh, probably something I have to take care of.
Edward: Why the neighbors can't keep track of their own cat... *sees the girl* You are not a cat >_>
Edward: Hey kid, you all right? What happened to you?
Girl: I fell.
Edward: Yeah, I can see that. Let me call an ambulance or something. What's your name?
Girl: I am the Angel of Prophecy…
Edward: Well, that can’t be good. Look, what happened?
Girl: I told you already. I – fell… *she passes out*
Edward: Well, crap.
Edward: I don’t think an ambulance is going to be helpful here. *sigh* Guess I better cart you back to my place.
~End~
Yay! First photostory ever! The addition of numbering to the titles is somewhat of a conceit on my part, as it assumes the existence of future photostories, but it's something I always find handy on other people's, so yeah. Hope you enjoy it!
Because inquiring minds wanted to know - Ren's wings were lost in the fall, and are a main reason she's stranded.
