The first thing that wakes Akane up is an aching throat. He curls into himself, clutching the blanket dearly, and very aware of the voice beside him. Though, Judas’s cheery morning attitude is what really shakes him awake. He doesn’t make sense of what he’s saying, still swimming in a bleary...
This demon’s logic makes her head spin. Not out of confusion, but disbelief. At how dimwitted these creatures truly were. It’s a condescending though; she immediately stashes It away and pleads for forgiveness. It’s just—That’s was how things were being looked at? A typical dynamic of what could...
Akane frowns, clearly unsettled by what’s been said.
“Keep them locked up?” He shakes his head.
Yes, Akane was unfamiliar with the animal. He’s never had an encounter with the scaled creature, but he wasn’t ignorant to the fact this felt wrong. It was obvious they weren’t usually confined to a...
"Stubborn thing," Apronia says with a pinch in her brows.
It seems this conflict won't escalate too severely. She really believes that for a moment or two, sizing up the demon who treats the other like rubbish. Then, out of the corner of her eye, she spots the child. Immediately, she lights up...
There's a shift in the atmosphere and it's not a good one. This is the only announcement needed for the foul beings arrival, really. The shiver and chill that shackles the angel for the briefest moment only drowns her expression in unhappiness. A demon of all things. A loudmouth one at that. She...
It would’ve been so much easier had he had a sign. Just big, bold letters printed on a board strung around his neck, “Blind! Blind! Blind!” It’s exhausting to go over again for strangers, but he understands he must. There’s no distinctive tell for the moment. Most could quickly pick up the...
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Characters
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Timble Heathway, a nine-year-old human boy from a little way down below. Born in Montreal, his mother and father both took on a nasty car collision and died upon impact. Her soul was here, that much was made clear by the information handed over. Looking a little further...
Name: Apronia
Gender: Female, in psychical manifestation.
Species: Angel
Apronia is petite, she stands at five feet eight inches and tends to look up to most fellow peers. Her features are slim, pointed, and pixyish. Her nose is thin and normally wrinkled in dismay. A natural highlight dusts...
Out Of Bounds
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MC is an angel, a stuck in her ways, nose in the air, angel.
YC is a demon, and as you can tell, they are not on the same page.
A small boy Is in desperate need of a guardian. MC is called upon, to take up the task and watch over the boy to her best abilities. While...
“You’re a contortionist too?” Akane asks, clearly awed. He listens to the act with wonder in his eyes. A real puppet, he muses. Not one you stuck a hand into and flung around with a voice that clearly came from the poor puppeteer’s obviously moving lips. No. This was much different...
Sterling and Judas were a mismatched pair. This is how Akane sees it, or depicts from everything he hears from the other; the flashy imagery that’s pulled from both the name and his personality. It could be far off, but it’s only a first encounter. He’s not as subtle as Sterling either. There’s...
Akane’s fingers find themselves lost in the threads of his bag, the one he clung to since leaving. It sits in his lap and isn’t too heavy. The ride was fairly quiet, not that he was complaining; silence was a gift at this point. In silence you could really think, pick up the little things that...