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Ivory and Ren were setting their room up when she heard a knock on the door. She told them she would be right back when she exited the room. Before she moved downstairs, she stopped at a rather large window that had a clear view of the porch to see who was there. Madison? What did he want? She hurried down the steps and answered the door. "Hey." She greeted, slightly curious as to why he was here. It looked like something important.

2016-01-05 01:00:32

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"Hey. Uh. Y-you have to see this. Can I come in?"

2016-01-05 01:02:18

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"Yeah, of course." She moved aside so he could enter.

2016-01-05 01:15:04

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"Thanks." I wiped my forehead and walked through the doorway, past her. I waited until she shut the door before I began talking hurriedly. "So do you remember when I mentioned I got my wings back in return for fixing the astral plane? ...maybe I didn't mention that. Well, I'm mentioning it now, and when I was finished, God put them in my back and said I had to get them out myself. They also said they marked them to show I was 'special' for helping them, and Seculus helped me get them out earlier, and they're...!" I ran out of breath.

2016-01-05 01:25:25

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"Madison, breathe!" Ivory spoke, concerned. "Don't pass out on me because you want to explain this."

2016-01-05 02:09:17

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"Sorry. I just--" This was just so /exciting/. Interesting in a good way, instead of painful or 'look at the wooden man, mommy'.

2016-01-05 02:40:40

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"It's okay just take a deep breath."

2016-01-05 02:53:28

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I stopped and breathed for a minute before I continued on. "But look. Just.../look/." I let my wings out along with my breath. They were dark violet at the joints, almost black, smattered with stars and dusty purple clouds that faded in and out. They lightened along the lengths, and near the tips of the feathers were an almost lavender shade. They looked like my back, but more beautiful, more natural. They looked like /space/.

2016-01-05 03:03:30

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Ivory stared in genuine impression and amazement. "They're...beautiful. " she finally commented.

2016-01-05 03:08:50

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I grinned at her. "I know! It's /incredible/."

2016-01-05 03:13:02

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"It is. And they've always been like this?"

2016-01-05 03:18:29

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"I wish. No, God did this."

2016-01-05 03:18:58

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"Well it certainly is something special." She took a step towards him. "I like them. A lot."

2016-01-05 03:19:46

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"I thought you would. Not that much, but...I do too. They're not...freakish." Unlike everything else that makes me special. "Just pretty."

2016-01-05 03:23:02

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"Nothing about you is freakish. At all."

2016-01-05 03:23:41

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"Not here, maybe. But these are special. Not freakish. Special..."

2016-01-05 03:26:53

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"You don't look freakish at all. In fact, the wings are special because they enhance your uniqueness."

2016-01-05 03:31:41

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"Heh. I'm pretty sure it doesn't work that way."

2016-01-05 03:39:26

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"Yes it does."

2016-01-05 03:43:26

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"You can't enhance what's not there. The wings are unique, not me."

2016-01-05 03:45:19

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"Yes you are."

2016-01-05 03:47:10

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"I'm just an average desk job worker, I'm not........." He trailed off, staring into space as if he'd wound down.

2016-01-05 03:49:37

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"Madison, you're an angel with the wings that match his personality. How in the hell is that /not/ unique?"

2016-01-05 03:50:44

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He blinked back to reality. "Match my personality? That doesn't even make sense. If anything, they match /yours/."

2016-01-05 03:52:38

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"How?"

2016-01-05 04:00:15