A Miracle

Jessika walked over to a crowd of flustered nuns that were in the garden. The was setting which only seemed to make them more worried. The holy didn’t do much after dark. 

She went gently moved through the small crowd to see one of the older nuns had had an accident with a pair of pruning sheers. There was a large gash on her forearm that was bleeding heavily. Her fangs slid out at the smell of her fresh blood, but Jess concentrated and then disappeared again. She moved to crouch down to the woman, who looked somewhat afraid of having the little demon so close to her. 

The nun was mumbling a prayer as others went to find help. Jessika sighed and put her finger in her mouth, cutting it with one sharp tooth so that it bled. She gently grabbed the nun’s arm and began to spread her own blood across the wound. 

It quickly healed, leaving the nun and others watching in awe. She then realized that most of them probably didn’t know what she was. Jess started to panic then, as the once wounded nun thanked her profusely, calling her an angel of the Lord. She would have laughed had she not thought that she was in trouble now. 

Jess only managed to glamour a few of the onlookers before feeling tired. She was weak to begin with and it took a lot of energy of energy for her to just glamour one person. In the end she decided that she would face Nuallan and ask him to clean up another mess. Hopefully he wouldn’t be too angry…

The nun stood up with Jessika’s help. Blessing and thanking her. It felt weird, the positive attention. A good weird, but weird. Uncomfortable now she excused her self and retreated back into her room for some peace. 

“Oh,” Griffin said after opening one eye to see who’d walked into the room. He’d hit the call button hoping to see one of the hospital staff to ask about them bringing him the papers to leave, again. “I was expecting a nurse or a doctor or something.” He shifted his position, wincing slightly as he did so and grumbling something about his shoulder sling, though still smiling. “But since you’re here you might as well quit looking at me like that– I don’t look quite that awful. Hey, and help get this thing of my shoulder too, while you’re at it.”

So now that all of my stupid mistakes with that last set are out in the open...

I’m going to hide under a rock and play with some more meshes … maybe clothes and hair this time.