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[demiurgos_girl]

[Elaine actually sound distraught, her voice tight and her sentences clipped. She tries to keep her face passie, but her eyes are slightly wider than normal. She clears her throat.]

Poland. I have something to show you. [She hesitates for a moment before she adds the next line.] If anyone else wants to see, too, it's... the archangel Michael.

He's not on display or anything, I just thought some people might want to meet him.

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[reckless-eagle.livejournal.com]

[Excuse Poland for a second, Elaine, he's a little blown away by fake-Michael's presence, in awe of his otherworldly beauty.]

[.............]

[O-Okay. He's going to try talking again.]

He's like. Way closer than what I've got.

[Plushie-Hungary wanders out from behind his legs, and promptly sets about exploring the new territory of Elaine's room]

[demiurgos-girl.livejournal.com]

[Elaine glances at the smaller doll, enough to notice how cute the plushie is, but other than that she's to preoccupied with Michael. Or pretend-Michael.]

He's not quite the same. They got the... [She gestures at Michael, and its clear enough that she means "beauty."] They got that right, but some of his features are different. And he won't talk to me.

[Still whispering. Michael is an imposing presence, and he does seem rather upset.]

[reckless-eagle.livejournal.com]

Can he talk? I mean... she totally can't.

[Because her mouth is made of stitches.]

[demiurgos-girl.livejournal.com]

...I don't know. [That's a good question. She turns to the doll.] Michael? Can you talk? [The full-blown angel only looks at her and Poland again, brow furrowing, before turning back to look at the cardboard box.]

[reckless-eagle.livejournal.com]

...That definitely sounds like a no.

[demiurgos-girl.livejournal.com]

[She's not sure how she's supposed to feel. Looking away, she shakes her head vaguely.] He's like a... like a mannequin.

Do you want to go somewhere else for a while? Have something to eat?

[reckless-eagle.livejournal.com]

[He takes that as an opportunity to offer her a little olive branch, because their friendship still feels kind of shaky sometimes.]

Totes, let's do that. We can like, go downstairs, and I can make some soup ♥

[demiurgos-girl.livejournal.com]

Okay. [She smiles at him, though she's still whispering. With a glance back at the mannequin (that's looking at them again) she opens the door and leads him out.]

[reckless-eagle.livejournal.com]

Hungary, gorgeous, do you like, wanna hang out here with Michael?

[She moves over to Poland, giving the impression that she does not; he shrugs, picks her up, and walks out into the hallway after Elaine.]