http://roses-bleues.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] roses-bleues.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute 2007-11-01 01:13 am (UTC)

It was more of the vehicle coming to an abrupt halt than the word goddess that made Diva roll partially off her side and on to her back, brushing silky strands of hair away with the back of her hand. Nonetheless, her lazy blue eyes regarded L.A.'s upside down face.

"Amshel says there aren't any gods," said the girl. "That's why I'm the most important person. I'm Diva."

People began to file off the bus, and their passing rustled at the hem of her dress, tickling her legs. If they were going outside to find her Chevaliers, then she'd have to cover her bare feet before they got all dirty. She pulled on her shoes again - not that Diva had been paying attention, but the only thing that would fit her small feet had been a pair of sneakers - which fit her feet nicely, and had a blue rubber inlay around the sole.

When she was finished, she stood and made to get off when all others had passed. Her attention was not lost on L.A., however - without looking, she reached back and snatched his wrist.

[off to see the wizard, the wonderful wizard of... okay, Magnus Park (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/244463.html?view=17500143#t17500143)]

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