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[terennewings.livejournal.com]

Come on, come on, put your hands into the fire.
Explain, explain, as I turn I meet the power...

[murmuring to himself, his wings are hidden. it's probably less than likely that you're going to recognize him unless you're a certain Axel stalker.]

The reign of fear is over, at least.

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[spiritly.livejournal.com]

[e-embarrassed blush.]

What is!

[terennewings.livejournal.com]

You.

[spiritly.livejournal.com]

[his hand moves up to press to his forehead, holding his bangs out of his eyes. yet he was staring at the floor.]

M'not...

[terennewings.livejournal.com]

[watches you out of the corner of his eye.]

[spiritly.livejournal.com]

[he scratches at the expanse of his forehead before his hand drops and he looks up.]

[terennewings.livejournal.com]

[small sigh--can't stay silent for long, at least. angel upbringing and all.]

What's your story?

[spiritly.livejournal.com]

... I just got my appendix taken out.

[wasn't the first time he's lied.]

That's about it, aside from the norm.

[terennewings.livejournal.com]

[examines him.]

You realize angels know when you're lying or not?

[spiritly.livejournal.com]

A-Angels?

[sputter.]

[terennewings.livejournal.com]

[small flicks of light like fireflies are at his shoulder blades, and from that light, white wings about twice his height unfurl, careful around Sora.]

Angels.

[spiritly.livejournal.com]

[excuse Sora while he just gapes in awe.]

[terennewings.livejournal.com]

So, what was your story again?

[leans back.]

[spiritly.livejournal.com]

[he twitches out of his rude stare.]

If you're an Angel you should already know.. right?

[terennewings.livejournal.com]

Fighter angels don't read files.

[pulls a bit at his hair spikes.]

[spiritly.livejournal.com]

[... yeah. totally lost now.]

[terennewings.livejournal.com]

.. aka, I don't know your story because I don't read your story.

I protect you, and heaven, from demons. I guess you could call me a type of guardian angel.

[spiritly.livejournal.com]

That's... really cool.

[impressed sigh.]

[terennewings.livejournal.com]

[small smile.]

You'd think so.

[spiritly.livejournal.com]

Can I... u-uh.

[he's too embarrassed to ask.]

[terennewings.livejournal.com]

... what?

[spiritly.livejournal.com]

Touch them?

[he lifts one hand.]

[terennewings.livejournal.com]

... I don't mind.

[he flicks the open a bit more, turning a bit so he has easier access.]

[spiritly.livejournal.com]

[curious fingers reach out to first lightly stroke, touching the outermost feathers.]

[terennewings.livejournal.com]

[he makes little to no reaction, hands folding in his lap.]

[spiritly.livejournal.com]

[he pets for a while longer before boldly pressing his cheek to the downy softness.]

Mm...