[Celestial Dynamics - Grace's Office]

The door to Grace's office swings open easily, and Eric will find himself entering a room that looks quite official, very organized, and a somewhat disturbing blend of mundane and strange. Prominently placed in the room is a beautiful mahogany desk, on which is a single scroll. The scroll is neatly tied shut with a single pink ribbon, but the knot is loose and could probably be opened if he felt like snooping.

Off to one side of the desk are numerous strips of paper hanging in the air, each a long, thin rectangle. There is no visible means of support for them, but nevertheless, they float in a way reminiscent of a mobile of some kind. If Eric knows about such things, he might recognize them as prayer strips... but there is nothing on them.

On the opposite wall is a painting of a tower. The tower is not finished, but countless people and creatures are working on it, building it up towards the sun, which shines brightly just out of reach. Above the tower, but below the sun, is the white silhouette of an angel with six wings.

The wall to his left seems to made mostly frosted glass and wooden frame, with a single door in it of a similar make. He can see a bit of movement just outside, but not what it is, beyond vague humanoid shapes.


[Generic Street - Residential District]

Antenna? Perfect! She'll just slash at it with... her... trident.
No wonder so many people use swords.
A little irritated by this, Grace starts moving around to flank the creature, leaving one side to Talia. As she moves, she gets a good aim on the feathery antenna, then raises her trident.
An arc of vivid pink lightning strikes from her trident's tips towards one of the antenna, attempting to fry it and possibly a bit more, following it down to where it meets the body, and perhaps tracing further internally, depending on its biology.