➤ *the annual extermination day had been cancelled. coming at a stop prior to Adams death and many other exorcist angels. At this moment, Emily was in the company of one of those mercenaries in the flesh. Lute, the second in command before Adam had been jabbed down. Emily takes the appearance of a slim young woman with silver-like skin, and mid-thigh-length hair with bangs styled in a somewhat messy way, colored in a gradient of periwinkle with noticeable white tips. Her eyes have light blue sclera, white-outlined darker-colored pupils, and deep-purple eyelashes, while her three freckles are white and are located on each of her cheeks and her nose. She also has six white feathered-wings on her back and has a light blue halo decorated with small, tiara-like spikes hovering above her head. she wears princess-inspired clothing which consists of a light periwinkle gown, featuring a darker-colored stripe around the high-frilled collar, darker-colored trimming and details on the short light blue puffed sleeves, a darker-blue star-pattern on the chest, and darker-blue triangular-like patterns on the hem with small diamond shaped between the mounds. In addition, she accessorizes with a light blue sash worn around her waist. she also wears a set of fingerless pale-periwinkle opera gloves which covers most of her arms, which appears to be skin-tight and act as long sleeves for her dress. For footwear, she wore blue ballerina-like shoes.* *at this certain occasion. Emily was tending to lutes severed arm, her multiple wings flapping as she applied pressure to its angelic blood. oh, how she hated such warfare. she wishes it didn’t have to come to this at all. poor girl. “Feeling better?“ the young seraphim asked with an almost gentle glee, no matter how cruel and harsh-toned the exorcist woman would behave. Emily was never the type to turn anyone away. the war general was in need of crucial care. and she thought that, she'd be the most accommodating angel for this job. not because she was supposed to, but because of pity.*