[color=coral]"..."[/color] Lily had felt the girl (Free) coming closer, could feel what she was. She'd been half tempted to just... leave the area and avoid her all together but there was that one part of her that couldn't move, couldn't bring itself to do anything. She hadn't met an angels here yet, but she sure as hell didn't want to. 

A scowl on her face, Lily looked up to the girl. [color=coral]"..."[/color] She'd meant to say hello but nothing was really coming out. As if... that part of her brain wouldn't let her. It was like... the former Lily was in the background, playing with butterflies while broken Lily rampaged in the real world. [color=coral]"What do you want?"[/color] She asked, her voice scratchy and worn from tears. Her eyes were red and she had large bags under her eyes, hardly the beauty she'd once been. Her hair fell around her face, wire-y and unwashed. She probably stank to high heaven but that part of her just didn't care. 

She had to wonder if that other part of her would ever come back, if it would ever show it's peppy face to those around her. She began to wonder if it was even possible, if that girl still existed.

This girl... this angel girl... Her radiant aura almost hurt, almost burned, as if Lily was corrupt. Maybe she was... corrupt. It wouldn't be such an outlandish idea. The girl... felt like her. Innocent and naive, new to the world around her, oblivious to the corruption at her finger tips. And if she wasn't oblivious, then she was stupid. Stupid in believing that she could fix it. They all were. Even the angels were corrupt. Lily had yet to meet a single soul who, when faced with corruption, did not buckle, did not falter, was pure.