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  <title>Phlegethon</title>
  <subtitle>Phlegethon</subtitle>
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    <name>Phlegethon</name>
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  <updated>2007-10-08T02:21:54Z</updated>
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    <title>[i can has openpost nao]</title>
    <published>2007-10-08T02:21:54Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-08T02:21:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">*he's been in a rather perpetual state of quiet happiness over the past four months or so -- engagement will do that to an angel -- and so he's been flying rather often, taking advantage of the slow change in weather to appreciate the air currents, spending a lot of time outside and just appreciating the world because everything looks so much brighter when one is this happy* *so if anyone wants him, they can stand somewhere on the ground under where he's flying lazy cirles around the sky and he'll land once he spots them -- please don't be offput by the fact that he likely has at least a few leaves in his hair*</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:plutonianangel:574</id>
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    <title>plutonianangel @ 2006-12-22T20:17:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-23T23:27:30Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-23T23:27:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">*somewhere outside, there is an angel -- he's stretched out on the ground watching the sky, arms folded behind his head, appearing entirely relaxed, happy, and at peace ( -- not an entirely true impression; he's had quite a few worries recently, not the least of which being worry over Joash's recovery, and including the ever-present worry over his sister's well-being)* *either way, while he loves watching the sky, he wouldn't mind interruption at all -- he enjoys meeting new people and he would be more than happy to see those he loves*</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:plutonianangel:404</id>
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    <title>plutonianangel @ 2006-06-23T16:10:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-23T21:01:55Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-23T21:01:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">*like his sister, he's outside today -- seated on a bench somewhere near the main mansion, legs drawn in to his chest, arms around them, chin resting on his knees and tilted towards the sky -- he's watching the clouds closely and intently, but his expression's utterly calm and peaceful, as if he's lost in them*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*those who know him well may notice the almost palpable, if faintly so, air of contentment around him -- he's almost always content, but it's a little more pronounced that usual, a little &lt;i&gt;happier,&lt;/i&gt; as if there's special cause for it; those who don't know him may not be able to tell at all, as it takes practice to discern his emotions (they're always displayed so faintly)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*he, too, may be spoken to by anyone*</content>
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