I woke quickly, my body already out of Morpheus’ clutches. I looked around the dark, unfamiliar room and tried to remember how I had gotten there. There were two other beds in the room, one next to mine and other against the opposite wall. I could just make out the bodies of Luke and Michelle in the respective beds. Along the wall opposite the entrance there was a line of thick dark curtains decorated with a border of silver wings. Shafts of sunlight illuminated the white floor from between the curtains. There were two doors leading out of the room and I knew one led to the bathroom and the other to the sitting room.
I sat up in the comfortable bed and rubbed my eyes. I felt rested and tired at the same time. Leaning back against the carved headboard I closed my eyes and thought back to yesterday. My mind skimmed over all the weird events of the previous day. The dream, the bowing, the exhaustion, Luke’s arms and Lord Aterus. Before I could dwell longer on the imposing Angelus a knock resounded throughout the room. The door burst open and Mina strode in wearing white robes, her hair up in a bun, exposing the necklace with silver wings she wore. She raised her hands and clapped loudly once. Luke groaned and rolled over. Michelle jumped up, her green eyes wide and staring.
“Good morning.” Mina said pleasantly.
“Go away.” said Luke who still had not risen.
“Now Luke, we wouldn’t want you all to miss the first meeting.”
“What meeting?” I asked.
“Yes, you have to meet with the Council so that they may decide what to do with you.” Mina said.
Before any of us could reply Mina smiled serenely before turning around and walking back out of the room. I shook my head and looked at Michelle who shrugged. We both groggily climbed out of bed and walked to the bathroom. As we passed Luke Michelle leant over and gave him a push which ended with him being sprawled on the floor. Surprisingly the bathroom was actually separated into 3 separate areas complete with shower and toilet. We each claimed a cubicle and began our morning rituals.
After taking a shower and brushing my teeth I stood in front of the bathroom mirror and examined myself. My long hair was damp and it fell down my back in tousled, dark waves. My eyes were glowing in the semi-darkness. The scar cut a line straight down my neck. I shook my head and walked out of the cubicle with a in a white bathrobe with silver wings emblazoned on my left breast. I exited the bathroom and walked to the huge closet situated next to my bed. I opened the door and began rifling through the extravagant clothing that seemed to make up 90 percent of the cupboard’s content. I was so focused on finding wearable clothes I didn’t hear the movement behind me.
“BOO!” shouted a voice behind me. I jumped about a foot in the air and spun around to see Luke doubled over with laughter.
His chocolate hair was damp and was flicking water droplets all over the floor as his head shook with mirth. I narrowed my eyes as I stared at him. Eventually his laughter subsided to the occasional chuckle. He straightened up and regarded me with golden eyes still glittering with laughter. It was then I noticed he only wore a towel wrapped low around his hips. His chest was bare and glistening slightly with leftover water droplets. My eyes rose to meet his and we stared at each other for an unidentifiable amount of time. Luke slowly walked towards me, until he was right in front of me. Our gaze never wavered as I stared up at him. His lips parted as if he was about to say something but was interrupted by the door to the bathroom banging open. Luke and I jumped apart as Michelle walked out, dressed in a robe identical to mine. She made to go to the cupboard but the entrance door banged open this time and we turned simultaneously to see a tall male Angelus with orange wings walk inside. I made to say something but he beat me to it.
“My name is Jay, and I am here to dress you.”
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An hour later the three of us stood back in the Entrance Hall. Jay had plucked, curled, prodded and poked almost every inch of our bodies. When we asked why he simple said, “You must be presentable if you want to meet the Council.”
I looked at Michelle, who was on my left, as usual. She was dressed casually, in black skinny jeans and a dark green tank top under a leather jacket. There were slits cut in to make room for her wings. Her dark hair had been pulled back into a high ponytail. Jay had insisted on doing make-up for us, but Michelle’s was so natural you almost couldn’t see it.
Luke, on my other side, was slightly more formal. He wore dark blue jeans with a white button-down shirt. He had a navy blazer slung over one shoulder. His dark hair was tamer now, due to copious amounts of hair gel and Jay’s magic fingers.
They both looked completely themselves, but I was nothing like myself right then. My hair had been blow-dried and straightened, leaving it an ebony curtain that fell down my back. I wore a white dress that came to just above my knees. It fit perfectly and I was less uncomfortable than I thought I would be.
Before I could dwell any longer on my appearance Mina walked out of the huge double doors we were facing. They were engraved with an image of wings, one on each door. She beckoned us forward and we walked towards her.
“Are you ready to meet the Council?” she asked.
“As ready as I’ll ever be.” I replied. She smiled at me.
“Good. You have nothing to be nervous about.”
Before I could reply the huge doors swung open and Mina walked forward purposefully. I had no choice but to follow her, flanked on either side by my Angelus companions. Together we entered the Council’s chambers.
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A/N: Just a short one today folks... I had an itch to write about them getting dressed by proper crazy stylist... Please indulge my fantasy and review and vote :)
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