Date: 2010-10-07 03:05 am (UTC)
[Being hauled up in to a bridal carry by the angel, the Mithra doesn't squirm. Her body is feeling heavy and refusing to move.]

I'm... o...

[She trails off, her mind finally subcumming to exhaustion. If either needed a small hint of where the mage lived, her card key could be located easily, unless Castiel had her room number memorized.]
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