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Post by Dia on Jul 26, 2015 3:40:05 GMT
"Can I really?"
"No, I'm only going to smack you across the face with it again." he mutters, sighing "Yes, girl, you can touch it."
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Post by Dresden on Jul 26, 2015 14:38:15 GMT
"No, I'm only going to smack you across the face with it again. Yes, girl, you can touch it."
"Well, coming from an asshole like you, all I know is you'll get as defensive as you were with your hair," she grumbled, though reached out and touched the wing, marveling at them. "They're beautiful," she murmured, running her fingers through the feathers.
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Post by Dia on Jul 27, 2015 3:03:00 GMT
"Well, coming from an asshole like you, all I know is you'll get as defensive as you were with your hair. They're beautiful,"
"I don't care about my wings as much as I do my hair." he mutters, snorting, eyes closing as he forces himself to relax as her fingers brush against the raven tinted wings "Thank you. I suppose."
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Post by Dresden on Jul 27, 2015 3:26:59 GMT
"I don't care about my wings as much as I do my hair. Thank you. I suppose."
"I'd care more about the wings than my hair," she murmured, studying them with awe. "I'd love flying than I would my hair."
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Post by Dia on Jul 27, 2015 3:54:34 GMT
"I'd care more about the wings than my hair. I'd love flying than I would my hair."
"Pfft." he mutters, inhales slowly, eyes flying open with a grin, looks at her, holds out his hand "Well, then, come on baby jag. Let's go for a flight."
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Post by Dresden on Jul 27, 2015 3:58:54 GMT
"Pfft. Well, then, come on baby jag. Let's go for a flight."
Imogen made a face most resembling a pout as she pulled her hand back, tank-top sleeve slipping off her shoulder as she leaned back. "You mean I gotta pull on my jacket and boots and everything again?" She made a face, though she did exactly that. "I guess it'd be worth it. Wait." She paused from pulling her other boot on, looking at him. "You won't drop me, will you?"
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Post by Dia on Jul 27, 2015 4:08:23 GMT
"You mean I gotta pull on my jacket and boots and everything again? I guess it'd be worth it. Wait. You won't drop me, will you?"
"Yes, but you'll live." he mutters, standing while she gets dressed, dark smile at her question "I might. But if I do, you have a high chance of me swooping down to save you."
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Post by Dresden on Jul 27, 2015 4:25:55 GMT
"Yes, but you'll live. I might. But if I do, you have a high chance of me swooping down to save you."
"Ooooh, being saved by a sharp looking half angel wouldn't be a bad idea," she grinned, pulling on her booth and standing, smoothing out her jacket. "That would be on hell of a way to end a night."
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Post by Dia on Jul 27, 2015 15:24:09 GMT
"Ooooh, being saved by a sharp looking half angel wouldn't be a bad idea. That would be on hell of a way to end a night."
"Then why don't you go for it?" Grieve murmurs with a smirk, dark eyes gleaming a moment as he holds out his hand in a mocking gesture "Lead the way."
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Post by Dresden on Jul 27, 2015 15:40:01 GMT
"Then why don't you go for it? Lead the way."
Imogen snorted as she stood, taking his hand and leading the way towards the door. "But seriously, I'm too young to die yet. I rather keep living for a little while."
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Post by Dia on Jul 27, 2015 17:36:30 GMT
"But seriously, I'm too young to die yet. I rather keep living for a little while."
"Oh would you shut it." He mutters, following after her, tucking his wings in to get through the door "I'm not going to let you fall."
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Post by Dresden on Jul 27, 2015 17:42:28 GMT
"Oh would you shut it. I'm not going to let you fall."
"Just saying," she said in a sing-song voice as she stepped into the open air, turning and looking around.
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Post by Dia on Jul 28, 2015 4:55:06 GMT
"Just saying,"
"Right. I'll believe that when you humans learn humility." Grieve mutters to himself, eyes flicking to her as she turns away, slow smirk, runs at her, wings stretching out
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Post by Dresden on Jul 28, 2015 5:03:11 GMT
"Right. I'll believe that when you humans learn humility."
"What's that supposed to me?" she turned to look at him, letting out a startled cry as she felt arms wrap around her.
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Post by Dia on Jul 29, 2015 15:11:02 GMT
"What's that supposed to me?"
Smirking, he holds her tightly, running for a few more steps before he flaps his wings hard, carrying her up into the sky "It means that you humans fight what you don't understand."
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