- room 223 - monday evening - 8/03 -

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She made sure that her side of the room was clean and even brought in some cookies and a drink for Maron for when she came. She wasn't exactly very good at hosting, but she wanted to do the best to help her friend feel better after the mess that was last week.

[for one!]

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[gods_gymnast]

Maron had brushed her hair, the routine making her feel a little more--settled and walked slowly down the stairs.

She wore her rosary, the one she always carried with her, around her neck. Right now she needed the reassurance and no one here, but Fiona perhaps, would understand it as more than a simple rosary.

Knocking lightly on the door, she tried to focus her thoughts.

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Fiona came to the door and opened it, offering a little smile to Maron in what she hoped was an encouraging way.

"Come on in," she said, holding the door open.

[gods_gymnast]

"Thank you," she said quietly, then looked up. "Ah--this," she fingered her rosary's chain, "this won't cause any problems, right?"

In a way, after all, they were on opposite sides. But not at the same time. It was confusing for her.

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Not really. Just because she was the daughter of a fallen angel, didn't mean she was fallen after all.

"No. Definitely."

She even put her hand up near it and wiggled her fingers.

"Told you. Not evil."