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Dec 25, 2013 03:43PM
(ohhhhh nvm then haha but knowing how your mind works, I'm sure it will be amazing XD)
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[Taaaabbi guess what?! :O O_O]
[My guy friend who I go to school with asked me out over Face book C: though my mom wants me to be just friends with the whole Jewish and Christian thing -_- but I got a bf *squeals in delight*]
(Omigosh that's so cool!!!! And I understand with the whole no dating thing haha that's here for me too lol but still!!!! *hugs and squeals and smiles* that's awesome!!! XD)
((Creativity finally hit me for this one! :P))Gavriel saw her look up at him, saw her plea for help. He saw the pain in her eyes, that fierce raw emotion that told him that nothing she had ever been through, or ever would go through, would be worse than this. Blood slowly dripped from her wing-stumps onto the floor, and he followed it with his eyes.
An urge pulled at him, something he'd never felt before, and he felt himself tearing at the glass of the ceiling. The panes cracked and crumbled under his hands, shards of glittering glass falling to the floor below as he dropped through the ceiling, his wings flaring out to stop his fall a few feet from the floor.
Camille just laid there not even caring that blood was oozing itself from where they cut her wings open. As for her she felt nothing but bitterness, depressed, and confusion. But far from confusion as anger took up what she really felt like."Thanks."Was all she could say to the guy as she tried to pick herself up but fell back down.Arabelle truly hated reality and if she could she would get revenge on those Arch Angels that did this to her. Life wasn't going to stop for her and it wasn't going to stop for them. So she had to get her revenge before anything else but truly why revenge when there were far more better things in life? Honestly even she didn't know but shrugged off the revenge part. Which she shouldn't have done as it only made the pain she already felt throb worse.
Gavriel bent down, folding his wings against his back as he reached out to place a hand softly on the girl's shoulder."Don't move," he said. "It will only make the pain worse."
His voice sounded like darkness and shadows and lurking things. He couldn't help the way he sounded, or the way he looked. He wouldn't be surprised if the girl suddenly realized what he was and shrank away from him. He wouldn't be surprised if she started cursing him, cursing his kind.
But he couldn't leave her here without at least trying to help. Even if she spurned him, saw him as the monster of darkness that he was, he still had to try.
"Please don't touch my shoulder it's hurting even with the blood loss itself."She winced from his touch and put her hand to her shoulder gently stroking where her wings used to be."I thank you for helping me but I don't think I could move if I wanted to. It hurts to much as is."Camille cried out and didn't care if he was a demon or a being of darkness. As long as he helped her that was all that mattered right then. Cam shook and tried to breathe but even breathing was a project for her.
Gavriel drew his hand back, resting his palms on his knees as he looked at her. She cried out in pain, and that cry drove straight into his being. It was the cry of an immortal in pain, something that was not meant to be. It felt and heard wrong; tore at the very fabric of life."But you have to move," he said quietly a moment later, once her cries had died down. She was breathing heavily though, and while she'd grown quieter, he knew the pain hadn't died down. "They'll be back. If you don't leave now, they'll do worse."
Camille slightly glanced at him while her face became pink because of blushing."I-I can't move and I'm trying. I'm trying and it hurts."Cam said softly and slowly bit back the pain as she tried to move to where the guy was at. Scarlett merely fought the throbbing pain where her wings were cut off. If she could be bold in this cry moment she would love to see what the world was like out of this building. "Could you show me the world itself? Could you show me how fun it is out there? I've been stuck in here forever that I don't know what's real anymore and what isn't."Scar slowly moved again to only fall down on her stomach. Scar just laid her face down on the ground and frowned knowing all her efforts didn't do a thing.
"The world isn't how you think it is," Gavriel said, bending down towards her. "It hurts, and it's dark, and there's still pain there. More pain than where you used to live. But," he paused as he put his arms around her, lifting her up. "It can still be a beautiful place if you look at it the right way."The way he was looking at her right now. Even without her wings, even with blood dripping down her back and staining her skin crimson, she was beautiful. She was an angel; they were the most beautiful creatures.
He stood up and glanced at the hole in the ceiling, his wings slowly flaring open.
"Hold onto the pain and don't let it go," he said, glancing at her for a moment, holding her as carefully as he could to avoid giving her any more pain.
And then he jumped towards the ceiling, his wings swooping down and sending him skywards.
[Shiz I'm sorry. D: Hold on. I just got home ok?]
(No, no, no you're fine. I just did that so a notif would pop up in case your's were acting up or what. No rush. :) ))
[Sorry it took so long. I'm using aid fervent rps site. >_<]Camille nodded as she closed her eyes and let her head rest against his chest as she somehow felt herself slowly drifting off into sleep itself. Maybe because for one she was tired and the blood loss got to her. Honestly she didn't know. Though when they were flying or rather the guy with the black wings she held onto him tightly as a nightmare was plaguing her mind. One of the three arch angels."No! Let go of me! I didn't do a dang thing. Just leave me alone!"Though when she screamed she felt her wings being sliced open as she screamed which made her eyes pop wide open. Not realizing she was in his arms as she held onto him a bit gentler as she was secured in his arms."S-Sorry. It was just a nightmare I guess."She murmured.
(dat's ok. I got busy with dinner and stuff lol)(Um...maybe want to edit your post where she wakes up later? because I really don't have anything to work with there...)
[Oh ok :o Sorry. >~< But I fixed I! ^_^]
(Ok, thank you! :D)"It is fine," Gavriel murmured. He knew that she'd be plagued with dreams and visions as her body healed from the loss of her wings. How did he know so much about angels losing their wings? Because he'd seen it happen many times. And only now had he stepped in, taken one of the angels away from their tormentors. Why? He barely knew himself.
A few minutes later, he dropped lightly to the ground, still holding the girl easily in his arms as he folded his wings. They stood inside his home, an abandoned apartment building with the roof half-caved in, making easy access for him when he flew.
He carried the girl over to his bed, a folding cot, and lowered her gently down onto her stomach.
Camille smiled small as she started to think of the past and started to go back to sleep from the stress built upon her body and so forth. But the last thing she said before sleep took her was,"Thank you demon even if I don't know you or what will happen to us later on."
Gavriel just nodded his head in response to her words. But he was sure she didn't see him as she fell back asleep. He got up a moment later and walked to the window in his room, his fingers coming up to absently stroke the darkness of his wings."Heaven help me," he murmured, looking up at the full, full moon. It was if someone had filled the silver orb with water so that it was a heavy, bloated orb hanging just above the earth. "For you sent me this angel. I am just a demon. Please, if anything, give me the power to help her. She doesn't deserve to walk the same path as me."
A moment later he bowed his head and turned away from the window, sliding down the wall until he sat, his arms resting on his knees and his head hanging against his chest. His eyes slipped shut, and soon he too, was asleep.
