(Okay then, but if she doesn't post anything, we'll have to skip her again.)
Danny almost had a heart attack, hearing a sudden sound. She whirled toward the voice, just to see another angel. Slightly good looking, to be honest. 'Hey... So... You're like me, huh? Except... You can... Help people, and stuff?' She looked down at the ground, grinding someone's cigarette butt to black dust with her muck-resistant heel. 'Jesus, Darries, you're probably making this really freaking awkward for him. Shut your trap!' It took her a moment to realize she'd been speaking out loud, which really shook her up. She lifted her wide-eyed gaze to the dude, hoping he didn't hear much. She folded her hands behind her back, one with her fingers crossed, the other in a loose fist.
Cain turned to the sound of footsteps. Clearly, any human would be running. This one was walking like a psycho as calm as a butterfly. He knew a creeper like that anywhere. "Hey, you. Think you can just stand around the corner and watch people like a creep? I'll have you know that people 'round here don't take kindly to stalkers. Especially... Not me." He lifted his wooden hand a little bit and twisted it on tighter, partly because it was threatening to fall off, and partly because he was threatening the stupid girl ahead of him.
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