*Pulls off his teeshirt and shapeshifts. The wings are white, small, ridiculously cute which is embarrassing, not quite reaching to his elbows. At the base of each, is a soft day-old-chick kind of down, that (unknown to him) he's cursed to have for all eternity*
*He's pleased she can't see the 'halo' tough, or feel it, being composed of just a thin band of light around his head. He guides Maggie's hand to the tip of one wing, so she can touch them* I was born with them. 'Laya says I'm a proper angel.
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Date: 2009-07-07 04:12 am (UTC)*Pulls off his teeshirt and shapeshifts. The wings are white, small, ridiculously cute which is embarrassing, not quite reaching to his elbows. At the base of each, is a soft day-old-chick kind of down, that (unknown to him) he's cursed to have for all eternity*
*He's pleased she can't see the 'halo' tough, or feel it, being composed of just a thin band of light around his head. He guides Maggie's hand to the tip of one wing, so she can touch them* I was born with them. 'Laya says I'm a proper angel.