<div class="floatleft">(https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/CRvu3q3u0zZQ7wk7QTcFhEhQIqdKbYGIjOZU4QqfBNrwGHbx0If8ji5rGDd5RFRX7WfxQ976sg=w274-h437-no)</div>Name: Callista de Sanctis<br/>Time:  Day 1 Afternoon<br/>Location: Shared Room<br/>Tagging: Cathris and Lebhanna<br/>Notes/Warning: Staring at an Angel's tush<br/><hr/><br/>Callista was late - so very late! She even doubted she'd run into her roomates up into their bedroom. She was so nervous, so very late, scurrying around the decks and upstairs and downstairs until she could reach the bedroom - and with a sudden click the door opened up to reveal an angelic behind just about being covered by a fine, almost see-through dresses. She had the littlelest of glimpses of Hannah's shapes, and yet it was enough for the mere human female to feel a powerful tinge of excitement.<br/><br/>It was with a self-conscious shift that she adjusted her sarong and pulled her armbag before her in order to conceal any implied and unseeming swelling growth from her condition as a 'blessed one'. It was with a slight blush that she finally greeted the angel. Her mouth opened up, and closed nervously before she slowly closed the door behind her.<br/><br/>"Hello!" She finally spoke up, walking in towards the... simplest of beds, laying her luggage upon it as she stretched up, her long arms, her bosom pushing forth for a moment before she decided to approach the being of light she would be boarding up with. "...Uh, I'm sorry I am so late!" She quipped up nervously at once. "Should I take a shower? I should take a shower. Yes."<br/><br/>She anxiously stumbled upon her words, for as unusual this being was, it's presence was both imposing and soothing. Perhaps way too soothing, just in the same way that Cathris' presence excited her every sense.