<strong>Deva, Snugglesummoner<br/>The theatre<br/>Tagging - Zefiriel</strong><br/><br/>Deva listened to Bellangel, chuckled slowly, decided to go for a little bit of a bluff.. well half bluff, the reason she talked so much was that when you talk much others talk much, and over time you can piece the puzzle together, everything Zefiriel.. now she had a name, said to her was giving more away then she propably wanted to.<br/><br/>"Zefi! ok! I like bellangel though, you don't like bellangel? bellangel is fun!" she splurted away again "Faith is believing without evidence. don't like nu uh! .. pati what? patients? I can help them, sure" She said, pretending to not even understand the word, well she did but she hated when she was treated .. a bit patronizing, wasn't it?<br/><br/>"Well, you don't have to tell me of course, but that only extends the period of time I need to find everything out on my own, so a change for the land? When will the attack start?" Of course she guessed again, but guessing was often worth it, either you hit, or you missed, either way you learned something new. THe angel spoke of a change for the land.. and it propably wasn't a new agrarian reformation.<br/><br/>Deva shrugged, watching the play on, not really caring for it's content, somewhat curious for Reginald, like Zefiriel, her mind racing to figure out what the angel wasn't telling her.. also.<br/><br/>"WHaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa? no hammocks?? but but.. whyyy?" she complained, to be hushed by annoyed listeners of the play around her, apologizing lazily.<br/><br/>