Pestilence's ability for rational thought was quite low, but in his gut he could tell that the angel didn't really hold any ill-will towards him. He briefly thought that the case may change as soon as the angel knew about his relationship with Uriel, but for now he was safe. Nodding weakly, he accenented to the angel's suggestion, praying desperately for any relief from the pain.
Slowly he felt a warmth spread through his limbs, starting from toes and working upwards. As the warmth spread, he could no longer feel his body. For a moment he felt like he was floating, but it didn't last. Unconsciousness soon overtook him.
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Date: 2006-04-18 04:09 am (UTC)Slowly he felt a warmth spread through his limbs, starting from toes and working upwards. As the warmth spread, he could no longer feel his body. For a moment he felt like he was floating, but it didn't last. Unconsciousness soon overtook him.