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Ah, winter. The coldest of 4 seasons, often lasting for months in areas with colder climates. It happened to be this fallen angel's favourite season. The snow, the festivals, and the holidays were all a part of it. The said fallen angel was indulging in a such atmosphere at the moment, taking in all the decorations put up to celebrate the incoming holiday of Christmas. Gloved hands stuffed in the pockets of her black military coat for warmth, the female celestial being continued to trudge along the snow-coated streets of New York City. Bellona, as the angel referred to herself as, had no clear destination in mind, but was outside to enjoy herself for once, not in hiding. Coincidentally, Bellona's calm state was abruptly interrupted from her bumping into a pedestrian, stumbling herself. Regaining her balance, she glanced at whomever she bumped into and turned to face them, a blank look on her pale face as she gave an equally monotonous apology, "My apologies. Are you by chance injured?"