(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/clothilde_zps6d8b32de.jpg)<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=214873.msg10589572#msg10589572">Quote from: Panthean on 13-10-2014, 01:37:05</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">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."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Clothilde seemed quite dismayed at Alex's loss of composure. "Ohhh - I didn't tell you. I'm sorry." She took a deep sniffle, as if about to sob. "I... Well in order to invest my powers when summoned to earth, an angel of my rank needs to convert that energy from somewhere. I'm from the Department of Fabrics and Fibers, so I use... well... clothes..." And then the water works started. "I'm SOOOOOOO sOOOOOOOOOry! I'm sUUUUUch a bad angel! WAAAAAAAHHHHH!" She loudly blew her nose on her angelic raiment like a heavenly tissue.