Ava Ire wrote:Torrocca wrote:
Torr stops whatever he's doing, puts down his stuff, and goes to the door. He opens it and looks outside.
There, standing outside Torr's door, a familiar face smiled back at him. She stood with her hands crossed in front of her, holding a rather large book. It was Ira, clad in a magnificent gold and white garb, that resembled something of a cross between clergy robes and a dress. Her personage seemed to glow in the dim light.
"Hello, Torr," said Ira.
Torr just blinks for a couple of seconds, before stepping from his room and embracing Ira in a warm, welcoming hug. "Ira!" he exclaims with joy, "it's been a long time! What happened? Where've you been?"



