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Uriel

My mouth gasped as I felt the black dust on my fingers crumbled. The opening of the bathroom door broke me of my stupor, causing the ash to fall away from my fingers and land on Alana. She sat there, still in the chair with wide eyes, grasping her chest.

“I did,… lie.” She lingered with her words, staring now into her lap. “I lied.” Alana said again, now glancing at the door. Loki, in just a towel, stomped up to Alana only to pull on the hand still clean from the blackened dust. It had disappeared, not a piece of blackness left on my hand like it was never been there. Even the remanents that were left on Alana’s lap now gone.

“What are you doing in there?” Loki snapped. “Trying to get Uriel to leave so you can come back and get in my brother’s pants again?” My head snapped to Loki, not used to the harshness in his playful voice with me. Alana can’t get in Luci’s pants.

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Mzarco
Uhm if she is in danger maybe that’s the reason her touch witch she’s taking all of their guilt and wrong doings that’s probably what going to affect her?
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Jennifer Walker
I'm wondering, if the black on her hand was trying to take over.
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