<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=214873.msg10589550#msg10589550">Quote from: Idlewyld on 13-10-2014, 01:28:40</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/clothilde_zps6d8b32de.jpg)<br/><br/>Clothilde looked around the room. It was messy. But that could be handled. After all, she was an otherworldly being with divine (well semi-sorta divine) powers. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath and then hummed out a little tune as she raised her hand and waved. The room suddenly brightened and with another of those fwip sounds, a bunch of feathers emanated from Alex's right ankle swept across the room, and somehow magnetically took all the various junk and detritus with it. The items that needed to stay found there way to their proper place, and the stuff that didn't ended up in the garbage can. Even the broken items were arighted and restored to functionality.<br/><br/>With a grandiose gesture and a "Ta-Da," Clothilde presented the room in immaculate order. "I hope you are satisfied Mistress. Now we can snuggle and watch this TV of which you speak." And indeed all was just as Alex had left it - except for one thing. Alex's left pant leg up to her knee had gone <em>missing</em>.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>At first, she was impressed, and she smiled, but then, feeling a sudden slight chill on her leg, she looked down to see that her clothes were... torn! Torn? What happened? "Clothilde!" she said. "What did you do to my pants?" She was somewhat panicked about this, and hopped up off of the couch, stopping and starting, not sure if she should go change them or if the angel would fix them. At least the room was clean. After taking a long breath, she sat back down. "It's fine. I'm fine." She looked up at the angel. "But please, do explain to me why my pants are ruined."