<div class="floatleft">(http://i1226.photobucket.com/albums/ee406/Mostly_roleplay_pictures/People/Females/Astraea/astraea1_zpsaa05cf43.jpg)</div>Hushed, idle chatter filtered in from the endless, mist-filled space all around. A constant warm breeze flowed through, bringing a scent of vanilla and lilac with it that never seemed to grow stale. It had been a typical day in Caressa's section of Heaven, but it was lost on her. She wasn't one that relished the ordinary, predictable and mundane - at least not the Heavenly version of it. No, Cari craved adventure - or at least something new - and always had a need to keep busy. Sheer boredom had kept her working at a near breakneck pace for most of the day and she was running out of things to do. Divine beings were not generally known to share the burden of their tasks out of pride, try as  others might to help. In this young blonde Goddesses case, it was more out of the selfish desire to not lose her mind rather than a real sense of selfless philanthropy.<br/><br/>She sighed, blowing the air through pursed lips to puff out the long fringe that framed her youthful face. Sitting at a cloud station and keeping track on the security monitors was the last item on her list to do for the day - and as exciting as that sounded, it really wasn't. Nobody ever broke into or out of heaven. Nobody committed a crime there - how could they when they had everything their heart could desire? In fact, Caressa's own home was an entirely different level of Heaven, where she could be left to lounge about all day and do nothing if she wanted. But the girl Goddess chose to go several levels down and help out with the behind the scenes running of the populated areas. After all, she may never be called upon to perform any other task and aiding others down here earned her some reputation points. Cari would never admit it, but she enjoyed a little ego stroking just about as much as anyone else did. The trouble was, she certainly did have an ego. Though good-hearted, she could be selfish and single-minded, particularly when it came to accomplishing any goals she might have set for herself.<br/><br/><em><strong>*BING!*</strong></em>Her heart skipped just a beat as a loud sound came from nearby. She jerked her head back to the screen and began searching frantically for whatever could have caused it. Likely, it was a glitch of some sort, since she knew the tiny probability that it could actually be something of concern. Still, she diligently searched, all over her scan zone. She didn't mind having to man a comp station, though she did have to strike an awkward pose to do so. It was the closest thing she had to a complaint in her life, having to hold her arms out almost at right angles in order to be able to type functionally. She was all alone for the moment, but a few times it had brought awkward or amused glances her way in the past, but what could she do? Her chest was just a little too big to perform this particular task without squishing them or holding her arms out like that. And being that she had donned the typical uniform of a L4 Divine Helper, she rather not risk the chance of spilling out of the top if she tried to confine them in once again. She didn't really grasp the sexual connotations associated with them - after all, only 13 human cultures really saw them as such - they were just parts to her, same as an arm or an ear.<br/><br/>Caressa leaned in close, brushing said chest against the console absently. "I've searched just about everywhere..." she whispered, the sound invading the otherwise silent space, carrying outward like an echo into the distance. But Cari didn't find anything on her screen that was the slightest bit abnormal. With a small groan, she leaned back and rolled her head in a circle on her bare shoulders.<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"> <strong><em>*BING!*</em></strong></span>There it was again! Louder, closer. A chirp followed and a fluttering sound that brought Cari back from delving into the mysteries of the screen, she recognized it as a messenger bird and turned her head to the side with a curious expression on her face. She'd only seen a message delivered like this once before, generally even Heaven's denizens resorted to email these days. She blinked away her confusion at the brightly-colored bird who's trailing tailfeathers caught an invisible wind and floated about dreamily. In its small beak was a folded letter, bearing an impressive-looking golden seal. "Oh..." Cari said, recognition finally dawning on her, she reached out to take the letter. "Thank you..." The bird, having fulfilled it's request, flew up and away a few feet before disappearing entirely.<br/><br/><em>"This has to be important..."</em>the Goddess of comfort thought, turning the parchment over to inspect it. The seal wasn't known to her, but something about it screamed familiarity. Her heart jolted at the excitement of the moment, but a part of her wanted to unwrap it slowly, to savor the moment before she'd be thrust back into her usual, boring life. Eventually she had to give in to her aching curiosity and she tore open the wax on the seal, revealing writing of a scrolling script of the sort that must have taken hours to complete. Her eyes widened as she read and he breath hastened until at last she gasped. It was an official assignment from the Divine Spirit - a request had been sent in to the helpline and due to it's hard to decipher message, she had been given the task of responding. She re-read the letter again, frantically searching for the "catch" - such a chance at adventure was rare for her and she wanted to be sure that she wasn't getting her hopes up.<em>"No, Cari - it's legit!"</em>she thought to herself, giggling giddily as she rose to her feet, the comp station diminishing as she left it and turning back into a small pile of fluffy cloud material.<br/><br/>She had known about the program, of course, she'd even practiced what she would do and say if ever such a task was gifted her. But that was a long while ago and she was out of practice. No matter, though, how hard could it be? She rose her hands to her chest and closed her brown eyes, chanting the words necessary for her teleportation - the spell would know the way. Little did she know that there was already a demonic being at the destination. In fact, when she arrived in the room, floating down serenely through an iridescent portal in the caller's ceiling, she was still none the more aware that the devil was awaiting outside. "Greetings!" she said warmly to the tired-looking man before her. She stretched out her arms in a welcoming way toward him and smiled as she continued to hover in the air with large, angelic wings that seemed to take up much of the room. "I am Caressa, a representative of the Devine wish line you have called. I have been sent here to grant you your heart's desire!'