Cherubplay

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"..........he's about to."

2016-01-16 05:07:01

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"No he's not."

2016-01-16 05:07:17

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"You'll say otherwise later..."

2016-01-16 05:07:26

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"But right now? All I want is for you to kiss me."

2016-01-16 05:08:31

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I looked at her. "...but you're angry."

2016-01-16 05:09:06

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"I don't think I really care about that right now."

2016-01-16 05:09:49

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"You don't?"

2016-01-16 05:09:59

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"I don't."

2016-01-16 05:10:09

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"....okay." I leaned over and kissed her.

2016-01-16 05:10:30

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She returned that kiss. The door opened.

"Hello naughty children." A more-masculine than normal, but still familiar voice replied.

2016-01-16 05:11:42

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What? I broke away for a second and looked. What's..../he/ doing here? "...do you need something?"

2016-01-16 05:14:46

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He messed with his hair and adjusted his flannel shirt as he stepped forward, feathers coming out of it. Damn bird. "Yes, actually."

"What is it, I'm sort of busy here."

"Of course you are. Sarandiel wants me out of their hair for a while on a part of needing 'to do their Godly duties' or something."

2016-01-16 05:17:57

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"...well, it /is/ their job, and it's sort of important. You just intend on hanging around...?"

2016-01-16 05:19:17

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"I hope not."

"Nah, Because Sarandiel told me to not do something. Wanna know what it is?"

2016-01-16 05:20:09

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"Why do I get the feeling that it's extremely specific and that you're about to do it right now?" I instinctively moved between him and Ivory, straightening up off the counter.

2016-01-16 05:22:07

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"Because it's to not fuck shit up and that's /exactly/ going to do." He slapped a hand onto Seculus back, turned, and left. "Have fun~"

2016-01-16 05:24:22

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The slap shoved me forward slightly, but I didn't immediately feel anything else, and I frowned as he left. "What was...."

He stopped speaking and shuddered as the highlights at the end of his hair lightened further and spread until he was entirely platinum blonde. Seculus moaned and his wings tore out of his back, tearing holes past the slits cut in his shirt specifically for this purpose. They were a little larger, hooked, webbed like a bats, almost leathery and not angelic in the slightest. After these were folded behind him, he stood panting. He seemed to have grown a little more toned, less toothpick-thin. He glanced down and turned red. Then he reached back and touched his wings, jerking his hand back at the rough texture. "Wh-wha--what did he--/what have I/--"

2016-01-16 05:32:54

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Ivory frowned, and down from the counter. What have those two done /now?!/ "Do you see why I don't like either of them? I don't even know how badly they messed up /this/ time."

2016-01-16 05:36:35

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"It--why would he do--.....did I have to learn a lesson too? I don't....I don't like this.......!"

2016-01-16 05:45:14

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"I don't either. At all."

2016-01-16 05:46:24

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He pulled his hair in front of his eyes. It had changed color?? /Why/?? "How bad is it, do I have scales, or sharp teeth, or something....?" He nervously turned around, keeping one arm surreptitiously over his crotch.

2016-01-16 05:48:16

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Of course, Ivory being Ivory, had zero idea why he would even do that, nor did she question it. She moved his hair out from his eyes, and stared at him for a moment. "No? Nothing like that. From what I can tell."

2016-01-16 05:50:01

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"...then what did he /do/? Besides....ruin my wings, and bleach my hair....."

2016-01-16 05:51:24

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"I have no idea."

2016-01-16 05:52:11

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"...can they even still fly? Am I still an angel....?"

2016-01-16 05:53:20