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Sasha Heartfilia
"It's okay now, see you're feeling better already," Sasha smiled at the girl, wiping away a stray tear, "You don't have to see it anymore." She got a better look at the crying girl now. She was pretty and seemed to be around her age. Her green eye's were sad right now, but Sasha could feel they were welcoming. There was something familiar about her though, and she couldn't quite pin point it. No way they had met before, she had only arrived on earth last week. She also didn't recognize her as any of the fallen or other angels. "My name's Sasha, what's yours?" She smiled at the girl.Sasha could see the hint of tattoos on the girls collarbone leading towards her shoulders. She continued to study her, but trying hard not to look like she was staring. As she looked into her green eyes again, a face came into her mind, but it was not this girls. It was the face of a man, but not really a man. An angel. Well to be correct a fallen angel, and one of the worse kinds of falls. "Oh, y-your nephilim..." she paused a moment, then smiled again, "I'm sorry, not that that a bad thing. It's just unique." Sasha still didn't understand why this happened. What was it that those angel had seen in humans to risk everything like that? It wasn't like they could hide it from the rule either, especially when it resulted in a child.
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