Cherubplay

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Lance stirred awake inside a small room. His wings ached as he sat from from stiffness. The first thing he did was put pants on. Much like in the real world, it seems this person liked to sleep only in undergarments or naked as well. Once he exited the room and into a large church, he immediately stretched his wings out as far as he could, joints popping as he did.

The priest entered the large room, who was another angel who lived in the middle of Montana. Lance didn't know much about the angel, but they were good acquaintances. Before Lance could say hello, the priest said that someone had been wanting to speak to him in a confessional booth. Why there? He wasn't sure. Lance assumed privacy reasons. With a nod, Lance headed that way and sat down, face protected behind a screen. "You wanted to talk?" Lance asked, keeping the screen aside.

A hand pushed the screen away. Jackson looked him in the eyes. Even here he looked tired, and the reddened eyes added to his distraught. "How is she?" He first asked.

"She's okay...at least I think." Lance spoke as he brushed back some of his hair. "He can't hurt her so I'm not as worried on time."

"You sure?"

"I'm very sure, he cried when he stepped out on a stray cats paw."

Jackson couldn't help but chuckle. "How much longer?"

"Not too long. I'm going to see if I can find Ren today."

"Let me go with you."

"As easier it would be for them to talk, I think they don't want to be around people right now."

"Okay...be careful,okay? He's apparently at the castle."

"I will." Lance stood up and left the church before moving towards the ice-colored castle.

2016-10-18 03:22:42

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Since Zekhriam hadn't left the throne room, Ren had taken it upon themselves to barricade the dungeon. They set up traps, replaced the door, and brought down some entertainment. It had taken them a day or two after they'd run away from the house to find enough tangible change for a payphone and call their brother. Rudy had sacrificed the couch for their sake, and Phantez was smart enough not to ask what was going on in front of him. Even when he tried later, though, Ren didn't want to talk about it. They didn't want to talk much at all. Several hours had been spent sitting on his couch playing video games before they'd been willing to say so much as "Ivory's gone." It was a few more and some crying before they were able to clarify.

The only reason they were sleeping was because everyone else was already, and they had nothing better to do. Phantez could only afford so much on his electricity bill. They'd snuck out of the dungeon and raided Kinsley's book collection already. It wasn't like they didn't have an abundance of time. They avoided the throne room at all costs. They didn't know what was waiting for them, but they didn't want to see it.

So Ren sat huddled in the back of the bloodstained cell with their fabric-covered nose buried in a copy of Waiting for Godot, glaring into the small, confusing text of the tragicomedy and wondering how the hell Kinsley sat through this shit night after night.

2016-10-18 03:40:10

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Lance made it to the castle quietly.His first step was to completely avoid the throne room. If Ren was anywhere, it would be here. Where? He wasn't sure.

2016-10-18 04:03:13

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A rat scurried down the hall outside the closed-off dungeon and set off a bomb. With a soft squeak and a loud explosion, the rat no longer existed.

2016-10-18 04:04:32

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Well if that's what Ivory said Ren had for abilities, then he was on the right that. Lance started moving in that direction.

2016-10-18 04:09:06

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As he grew closer, there were more and more dangerous traps, interspersed with various household items such as ceramic penguins and plastic houseplants.

2016-10-18 04:10:39

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"Ren? Are you down here?" He called out.

2016-10-18 04:34:55

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They froze and jumped to their feet, pulling out a dagger and remaining silent. They tried to force a grin onto their face and failed.

2016-10-18 04:38:34

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"Hellloo?" He stepped over a toy duck.

2016-10-18 04:39:08

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They had no idea what the demon could do. Maybe it could imitate Lance too. They wouldn't be surprised. A bear trap went off nearby.

2016-10-18 04:41:47

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He kicked a bear tap down the hall. "Could you at least get rid of the traps, I'd rather not hand from the ceiling."

2016-10-18 04:46:10

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They couldn't, even if they wanted to. Finally, a crooked grin spread across their face and they disappeared, rolling out into the hall.

2016-10-18 04:46:55

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He sighed. "You forced me into this." He held out his arm and a bow and arrow appeared in his hand. Something he learned to do here recently. He knocked the arrow, and pictured Ren's pant leg in his mind. He let go of the arrow, and just like the arrow flew by and pinned something invisible to the ground.

2016-10-18 04:49:50

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They yelped and slammed into the ground, grin promptly disappearing. They jerked the arrow out of their clothes and held it up as a second weapon, crouching against the floor. "LEAVE ME ALONE!"

2016-10-18 04:51:30

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"If I didn't need you I would have gone to Madison." Sad, but true.

2016-10-18 04:52:37

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"Need me for /what/," they snarled.

2016-10-18 05:17:57

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"Getting Zekhriam out."

2016-10-18 05:19:16

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They paused. "...so you're not him?"

2016-10-18 05:20:59

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"If I was Zekhriam, could I do this?" He stood still.

2016-10-18 05:32:03

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"I don't know."

2016-10-18 05:37:27

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"You sure?" He kept standing still.

2016-10-18 05:37:52

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"I've been avoiding him. I don't know what he's like."

2016-10-18 05:38:51

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"That was the joke. So will you help me?"

2016-10-18 05:41:22

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"...what do I have to do?" They straightened up nervously, not releasing the arrow.

2016-10-18 05:47:36

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"How confident are you in preforming exorcisms, and no, not the movie kind."

2016-10-18 05:48:26