Electra Posted July 6, 2010 Posted July 6, 2010 "Don't worry about them," Stesha assured him with a chuckle. "They're just a little overawed to have an angel-slash-superhero come in to order some flowers. Most of the time when my friends visit, it's in their secret identities and they never even know. You'll give them something to talk about when we're tying bouquets this afternoon." She took the money from him, made change, and gave him an invoice and receipt. "You can come pick this up Saturday morning, it'll look amazing all weekend."
Avenger Assembled Posted July 7, 2010 Author Posted July 7, 2010 The angel thanked Stesha for her time and paid his bill, making sure to count each piece of unfamiliar currency carefully before handing it off to the florist. "It's not that I don't trust you, it's that I don't trust myself," he admitted. "All this is still rather new to me." With that he stepped outside and flapped his wings, choosing to stay within sight by flying away under his own power rather than simply vanishing.
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