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No hesitance at all. I hugged her back tightly.

2015-10-11 09:31:35

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She moved her hands to his waist, and hugged him just as tight. She did so much to him. The least she could do was this in return. She won't leave. Ever. Again.

2015-10-11 09:35:12

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That isn't...the best reason, guilt, but....so long as she wouldn't....... "....we should....probably get off the street. And...head to your place."

2015-10-11 09:37:43

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"Yeah..." She reluctantly pulled away. "You're right."

2015-10-11 09:39:42

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Ren had tried to clean up what they could, throwing away the broken glass, cotton, and scrubbing out the bloodstain. When that didn't work, they bleached that part of the carpet and tossed a towel over it. ...that worked. Then when Ivory came over, it was....slightly better.

2015-10-11 09:44:59

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So...Ren and her were in a bond now. That meant...they spent more time together, right? This...wasn't exactly her forte. Not that she...didn't mind to hang out with Ren just...unsure about everything. Well, now was a better time than ever, since she was at the moment sitting in on of Ren's armchairs as she pulled feathers out of her hair. She hadn't been near Lance once since the incident, how in the hell was she finding so many feathers on her?

2015-10-11 09:49:58

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This wasn't the same scenario as with Zane and Cale. It wasn't anywhere close to planned, and they didn't already live together. They nervously sat in the opposite armchair, drumming their fingers in an arrhythmical pattern on their laptop case. It was closed, but sitting in their lap.

2015-10-11 09:53:08

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She looked over to Ren in the midst of the pile of feathers growing at her lap. "...Sorry." She apologized. "This is one of the disadvantages of living with an angel." She then pulled feather out from...in between her cleavage..../how./

2015-10-11 09:55:34

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"No, it's fine, I need to restuff my pillow anyway." They stared at the small pile.

2015-10-11 09:57:26

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"Well I'm sure I'll have more then enough-" One fell from her hair and onto her lips, she sputtered and rushed to brush it away.

2015-10-11 10:00:03

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"....are his wings growing back then?"

2015-10-11 10:01:12

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"Yeah, or starting to at least." She then ran her fingers through her hair, just to make sure there weren't any more in it.

2015-10-11 10:02:52

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"It isn't quite as bad with smaller wings though, right?"

2015-10-11 10:03:23

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"No, it isn't, but even then it's still a huge mess."

2015-10-11 10:03:52

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"Oh. 'Cause I was figuring, if Plushie was trying to move out, maybe he could stay here. Buuut...maybe that isn't the best idea."

2015-10-11 10:05:28

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"Well, I don't think you'd intentionally cut his wings off."

2015-10-11 10:06:07

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"'Course I wouldn't, but still.....I might............" They trailed off.

2015-10-11 10:07:24

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"....Even in this form I don't think you'd intentionally hurt anyone."

2015-10-11 10:08:25

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"....then you don't know me very weeell."

2015-10-11 10:10:25

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She chuckled. "Well, at this rate we'll get to know each other /very/ well."

2015-10-11 10:11:18

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They looked really, really scared at the prospect. They didn't want her to know them. She would hate them. "...uh...yeah....."

2015-10-11 10:12:22

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She looked down, and pulled a feather that was sticking up out of her shoe. That...looked like the last one. "I think...that's all of them. If you find feathers around your apartment now, I apologize in advance."

2015-10-11 10:14:27

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"...............okay. I'll just burn them." They held their finger over one of the candles scattered across the room. They felt nothing. No heat.

2015-10-11 10:15:49

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"I don't think that's going to help, sadly." She shifted to cross her legs, and the pile fell to the floor. "...." She sighed, and proceed to lean down to pick them up.

2015-10-11 10:17:59

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They stuck it /into/ the flame. ...still nothing. It came back a little red, but that was all. They stared at it while she cleaned up.

2015-10-11 10:19:23