Cherubplay

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Okay. So far, so good, even if she was greeted with a feather falling into her hair. "Hey, it's fine. I needed to get out of the house anyway." She reached up and removed the feather from her dark hair. "I see your wings are coming back."

2015-09-02 00:16:13

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"Yes, they are. Very slowly, and I'm not sure how this ratio of feathers to wing is working, but yes. Please, come in. Pardon the mess." I opened the door further. As of yet my wings were still mostly just stubs, barely large enough to even fold. Where /were/ all these feathers coming from?

2015-09-02 00:23:17

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"It's not like I haven't been around a shedding angel before." She stepped inside. "Be lucky you're not extremely old yet, I still find feathers in my room to this day."

2015-09-02 00:26:05

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.....oh, that's right. Immortality.

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"You can glue some to dresses, I'm sure that appeals to someone out there. Unfortunately, you don't mind. Tassek definitely will."

2015-09-02 00:27:58

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" I actually make jewelry out of them if I'm bored enough. As for Tassek? He can get over it."

2015-09-02 00:29:20

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I tried to picture that. "....how would one thread a string through feathers? Well, I should hope he will, especially since I'm the one who does all the cleaning around here. Here." I brushed the couch clear of feathers. I'd been genuinely considering covering it with plastic sheeting and simply cleaning that off instead, but I doubted it would be very comfortable.

2015-09-02 00:31:36

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"Very. Very. Carefully." Once the couch was clear of feathers, she sat down, crossing her legs. "They're just feathers, I mean, he owns a bird, doesn't he? It's the same concept except one is an actual person with more expressible feelings and emotions and one will just scream if I go near it."

2015-09-02 00:34:51

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...............odd. That was similar to what Terezi had tried to convince him of. The one concept he didn't quite seem to grasp, even if I wasn't as competent a human being as most. I rubbed my arms awkwardly and sat down, trying not to lean back against the cushion. She hadn't been lying about it hurting like Hell, either, but the dull ache was something I was used to already, so I could stand it. Just not pressing my wings against anything. That was too much. "Yes, and one actually understands when he insults them as well. ....oh, right, I have to fix the vacuum cleaner. I think it's jammed."

2015-09-02 00:43:22

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"From the feathers...?" She paused for a moment, thinking to herself. "You got a needle and thread by chance? I'll show you how to make something worthless into something beautiful."

2015-09-02 00:47:08

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"I...think so." I got up and went to check in the makeshift supply kit for everything we might randomly need, from knitting needles to a bubble wand. Surely her statement didn't apply to everything, though. There was no saving me. I found a spool of thread and needle. They looked familiar...was this the same one Terezi had used for me before? ..... I brought them back out to the living room and handed them to her, picking up a few of the larger feathers and spinning them in my fingers.

2015-09-02 00:52:21

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Ivory took the needle and thread, threaded the needle, and picked up a few feathers that landed on her shoulders. From there, she pushed the needle through the base a the feather, until it came out from the other side, and this the same thing to the next one, pushing them close together as she went.

2015-09-02 01:01:00

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I watched her. So it really was possible to get a needle through that. I picked up a few more and handed them to her to add. It certainly did look interesting so far.

2015-09-02 01:07:31

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Little by little, surely but slowly, she added more and more, until it became what looked like a rather large necklace. She then tied the ends off, ripped the end of the thread off, and placed the feathered lei over his head. "There, better?" She asked.

2015-09-02 01:10:18

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I lifted it to look at. "It's...beautiful. And you make these on a regular basis?" Who knew something like this could come from all my suffering.

2015-09-02 01:15:24

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"Well, not /that/ often, but yes. I do."

2015-09-02 01:16:44

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"Oh, right. Just when you're bored." Maybe that wasn't the best sign. "Do you just keep them all?"

2015-09-02 01:17:47

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She nodded. "I have a couple pairs of earrings that I made that I sometimes wear. Lance thinks it's silly, but I adore them."

2015-09-02 01:19:16

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I smiled a little. "Well, it's sentimental value, I suppose."

2015-09-02 01:20:29

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"mhmm." She nodded, smiling back. "I think he has them hidden in his room currently, I'm not sure."

2015-09-02 01:22:19

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"Why would he hide them from you?"

2015-09-02 01:22:47

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"I think it's more of, 'come get them if you want them so bad' rather than him keeping them from me. His walls are white...and a room with all white walls makes me uncomfortable, so..."

2015-09-02 01:24:21

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Why did......oh. /Oh/. That's right. Clarenz had said she'd....been in a psych ward? Well...... "......if he's aware you can't go and get them yourself, it's the same thing."

2015-09-02 02:44:38

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"Not really. I know he's just teasing. Nothing too serious."

2015-09-02 02:45:20

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"Well, if it's alright...that doesn't sound like something that's okay to tease about, though." When Clarenz had mentioned it, Lance had threatened him with physical violence. I think. Is throwing someone to Spyders a valid threat?

2015-09-02 03:06:07

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"Probably isn't but...it's Lance and I. We're not like most people."

2015-09-02 03:07:38