[The archangel was moving slowly through the crowd, long, gray jacket swishing around his legs with every step. The sun was hot, warm on his face, but the breeze counteracted the heat, making for a rather pleasant day.
Michael stopped for another picture, no longer fighting off the imPort fans. He'd tried at first to politely turn them away, but it was easier to just let them take their picture, then move on. Although, when they got to look at those pictures, they'd be the only ones smiling in them.
He was no longer angry, but he was still confused, and just a little bit annoyed.
The woman stood out from the rest of the people, her hair dark and skin so pale, catching his eye as she moved past. Her expression mirrored his own, and he stopped to greet her as they were both most likely new here.]
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Michael stopped for another picture, no longer fighting off the imPort fans. He'd tried at first to politely turn them away, but it was easier to just let them take their picture, then move on. Although, when they got to look at those pictures, they'd be the only ones smiling in them.
He was no longer angry, but he was still confused, and just a little bit annoyed.
The woman stood out from the rest of the people, her hair dark and skin so pale, catching his eye as she moved past. Her expression mirrored his own, and he stopped to greet her as they were both most likely new here.]
Hello. I'm the archangel Michael.