Maleika had just begun laying the garments on the rim of the tub when the door opened again. She thought the nun must've changed her mind, but a young man – handsome enough – burst in instead. There was barely enough time to spit out a 'Wait!' before the entire event was over. Her pale face turned flush, but she was more worried about how he'd react. Really, nakedness was only sinful when viewed with sinful intent. She recognized him as a fellow Angel, but even the Lord's purest creations were prone to taint.
She turned her attention back to her Lord's gifts, wishing both to savor them and reassure the boy in haste. The clothes seemed spun by her grandmother's hand, perfect in every seam. She pulled a soft wool sweater-vest over her head, strangely with what was called a 'turtle's neck'. Pink and purple polka dots accented her naturally rosy lips. It was a bit large for her form, but nice and warm. Next were a pair of snug slacks, dark blue like twilight. Maleika giggled; she was really starting to fit the part! Ah, but best of all: bright white running shoes, almost blinding in the correct light. They squeaked slightly, but fit like a glove. She ran her fingers through her hair, wringing out the excess water, and emerged from the bath-room.
"Good day, sir! You mustn't burst through closed doors, you know." She smiled warmly, without any hint of malice. Maleika didn't feel any wrong had been done, though he should be scolded for his improper conduct.
~*~
Matthew was laying sprawled on the grass in a purposefully sexy pose. He looked up at Dante as if he wasn't expecting the visit. "Hey there, Dante! I was just sun-bathing. Care to join me?" He winked suggestively, though he felt ridiculous. Now he had to find some way of getting his clothes without Ariez seeing him… Of course, he'd have some explaining to do, anyways.
