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[indent]Methiyl. 

That wasn't just a name on Earth, was it? It didn't sound like it. She was by no means a geography expert but it didn't sound like any country she knew of. So she simply stared at the angel to try and ignore the fact that they were on a violent battlefield and to ignore the building bile in her stomach from the stench that she had finally clocked in that it was fresh blood and flesh beginning to rot.

[color=00a99d]"Sigridelle. Nice to meet you."[/color] She said first, manners coming first than anything else.

Sigridelle mentioned that she was going to handle Mako's case. What kind of case? She was an angel. Was this an afterlife sort of deal? There was a pregnant pause between their introductions before the angel's next words and it was enough for Mako to start brewing a couple of questions and hypothesis because if she wasn't going to try and logic her way through this, she'd have to focus on something else and not everything else that's happening.

And Sigridelle dropped the news.

She had died.

There was another moment before Mako cocked her head to the left. [color=00a99d]"Yeah, I realized that."[/color] Because Mako had come to terms with that in the few moments she felt that sharp impact then nothingness. She swallowed, her hands clutching her armored legs but that hadn't quite registered just yet. [color=00a99d]"So, is this some sort of afterlife? Is that why there are dead bodies around? What exactly is going on?"[/color]

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