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That's...a plus. "Well....they're both omnipotent, obviously." Obviously, really? You sound like a madman. "And they seem to have a certain fondness for doing things to teach a...'lesson'. One of my friends was turned into a wooden puppet, I think it was to teach him not to lie, and recently Satan decided I needed to be turned into...well, an incubus."

2016-02-03 08:10:15

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"...Why an incubus, exactly? Wouldn't that help you?"

2016-02-03 08:11:14

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"You'd think so, considering my occupation, but I don't have any /actual/ interest in sexuality, and I've been getting these frustrating, dangerous....urges."

2016-02-03 08:12:23

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.../Oh./ 'Well that explains a lot."

2016-02-03 08:13:50

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I turned a little red. "....does it?"

2016-02-03 08:14:24

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"Yeah, it's like sexual frustration but only worse."

2016-02-03 08:15:13

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"...you get it? That was why my hair changed color, someone I know dyed it for me a few days ago...and apparently I'll 'starve', per say, without...um....constant 'physical affection'."

2016-02-03 08:16:25

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"....And me having the thing on doesn't help?"

2016-02-03 08:18:25

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"....no, not really. Sorry."

2016-02-03 08:19:07

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"..." She immediately grabbed him and kissed him.

2016-02-03 08:20:46

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I instinctively kissed her back while I internally began screaming. Oh what I'd do to have Ish back right now. {I-I can try instead! Just....pull back?} It doesn't /work like that/, sadly. I guess I can't control myself without being threatened and shouted at.... Oh, I can do that in his place. You PIECE OF SHIT! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING, CHEATING AGAIN?! CAN'T YOU EVER PICK /ONE/ WOMAN, OR DO YOU JUST HAVE TO BE THIS WAY WITH EVERYONE? You make me /sick/. I don't know why anyone stays around you. {Luces, /stop that/! You've done quite enough!} It dug deep either way, and I grabbed her wrists, pulling her off of me and stumbling backwards. I can't do this.... "Wh-what was /that/ for?!"

2016-02-03 08:26:38

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She pulled back, wiping the saliva from her lips. "You said you needed it, so..."

2016-02-03 08:31:27

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"I...I /need/ it, but I don't want to do that sort of thing, Ivory made me promise not to, and she's helping me, so I shouldn't......thank you for....trying, though?...."

2016-02-03 08:32:57

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"Hmm. Okay. If you really think she has it under control then."

2016-02-03 08:34:27

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"....I don't know if she does, but I can't just kiss everyone who offers, either....sorry....."

2016-02-03 08:35:18

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"It's okay. But if you need anyone, let me know."

2016-02-03 08:35:46

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"...I suppose you do have experience with this sort of thing. Th...thank you."

2016-02-03 08:36:59

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"You're welcome." With that. She left.

2016-02-03 08:37:51

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The one thing I hadn't done yet was actually /try out/ my wings. It was a clear, warm night, and I was in a good mood. It felt nice to be happy again, even if I get the nagging feeling that it's going to be very temporary. I threw on one of the shirts Seculus had helped me cut wing slits in and went to the roof. Ish watched me carefully for a second before he decided I wasn't in a suicidal mood and went back to vacuuming. ....he won't stop cleaning. It's weird. Oh well, let's forget about that for a while. Along with everything else. The only convenient thing about the 'special' feathers is that they'll blend in at night perfectly, without standing out against the sky like average ones. Average. They're not average, are they? I let out my wings, spread them wide, took a deep breath, and stepped off. I regained the absolute confidence I hadn't had in months when the wind caught them and lifted me into the air. They didn't feel strained as I thought they would, but like taking a step through space. A smile spread across my face and I flew over the city, soaring low over rooftops and circling a few skyscrapers. I'm not scared of heights. I just prefer control of how high I'm going and when. When my wings tired out I closed my eyes and glided, letting twitches of feathers guide me through drafts and around obstacles.

Edmund was enjoying one of his favorite pastimes. No, not flashing strobe lights at pedestrians. He was stretched out on the roof of his apartment, arms behind his head, stargazing best he could with a spell he'd borrowed from Mysteria for sharper vision. It was New York, the heavens were nearly invisible without it. Something caught his eye and he sat up. A flash of movement. He focused in on it and managed to make out a pair of dark wings. Immediately, he leapt to his feet and ran back inside his apartment, reappearing in just a moment with what looked like a bulky dart gun. He aimed it at the sky, squinted, and fired.

I heard a rushing noise and opened my eyes just as a mess of cords shot at me, tangling my limbs and wings and grabbing me out of the sky. I thrashed, shouting involuntarily. Is this a net?! Something buzzed and I felt my stomach drop as I fell about a foot before being held in some kind of equilibrium. I'm /defying gravity/, did I inhale something weird from a smokestack??

The anti-gravity equalizers on the net kicked in, keeping his prey from plummeting, and he reeled it in. There was a man with neatly combed, now windswept blonde hair inside, purple eyes wide and panicked. He looked average, if handsome, except for his dark wings, which were just how an incubus's....no? They had feathers. And those colors.... He frowned. "You aren't an incubus." "Of course I'm not a- wait, /what/?! Let me out!" Edmund dismissed him for a moment, picking up the lightweight net before the equalizers could deactivate it and tossing it off the roof. The man shouted, but it floated lightly to the pavement below to land near the steps to Mysteria's apartment. He climbed down the long way and dragged the net to her door before knocking. The man now seemed to be hyperventilating.

What's going on. Oh god. Am I going to die? What're they going to do to me? They're going to send me to a lab, or a freak show, or just dissect me, I want to go home...!

2016-02-03 09:03:27

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A full moon was out tonight, so that meant a full moon ritual. Clear skys, moonlight. It was so fast and simple to do. Mysteria just finished up when she heard a knock. She walked over to her bedroom door and opened it, having a clear view of her door. "Oi. what do you want?" She called down.

2016-02-03 09:19:48

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"I caught a bird!" He shouted up to her through the door.

Bird? What bird. Me? Are they going to put me in a cage..?!

2016-02-03 09:21:20

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"What bird?"

2016-02-03 09:22:20

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"You should probably just see." He opened the door and pulled the net inside.

I hugged my knees as I slid across carpet. My wings hurt from getting caught in the netting and my hair was in my eyes. Come see the freak. Look how interesting it is...

2016-02-03 09:23:39

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She exited her room and ran downstairs. Oh look, shes dressed this time.

2016-02-03 09:26:54

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"I thought he was an incubus, but his wings are wrong. They're very pretty, but they aren't webbed."

2016-02-03 09:28:20