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[stella]

[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 550px; min-height: 9px; font-family: arial; line-height: 109%; text-align: left; padding: 20px;font-size: 12px;"]stemming from the passions of her thought-to-be late pater, stella had an affinity for healing and health management, not something inherently based in science and the biology of living things, but something more like wanting to be a soothing force. an angel, inside and out. there was something that the hybrid child could really work on, but the state of this creature - no, he was too far beyond the hand of any regular medic. nor did stella harness the ability to aid this man on a more otherworldly level. all the cloaked child could, and would do, was stare into the gaping maw of the presumably deceased man with half-lidded lavender eyes.

fearing the detestable little creatures that escaped the open jaw of the unknown man, stella stared bewildered at the sight and the whole situation - what was expected of the girl now? she should probably go tell someone else, someone older, but for some reason it seemed unnecessary. the man's corpse would feed a few native species here even if it was infected, and it seemed selfish to take it away for some rituals conceived by the mortals who walked this earth. then on the contrary, mortal was what stella was too. sighing slightly, the girl glanced behind her, hoping that someone would follow suit soon and decide for her the right thing to do with the body. the angellic girl couldn't stand the sight and thought of death right now.