A figure emerged from a glossy white door and clapped its hands once, laughing boyishly. Mint nodded and waved to the person, saying hello to him.

"Greetings, Life, how have you been for the past week? I am terribly sorry for not contacting you sooner about the search for Alex, but it was a little tiny bit difficult to find him." Mint looked at me and smiled with its eyes closed. "You were like a shadow, an invisible shadow that passes by and leaves only a breeze. Artful, it's what I may describe your wandering soul as."

I widened my eyes at Mint and watched its face examine mine. When I looked at it I realized how symmetrical it was, save for the markings below its right eye and left cheek. It was pretty. But I suppose anything that was 'half-angel' would be pretty.

Sahnmint (Mint): Brutally honest, mysterious, sweet, serious about its work, has no gender (though it is what it refers to itself as, which is a male most of the time), angel-demon, Messenger and Secretary for the Council; in a serious relationship with Death (Alex). Age: Appears to be in its mid 20s

Appearance: Always wears a gray suit, silvery gray eyes, shortish gray hair, white feathery wings and horns concealed by magic, rarely ever dresses casually.