What's the point in wasting a perfectly good brick wall when you have someone to throw against it, that's what I always say.
TMI | RP21+ | Fiery temper | Flirt | Handy with a whip | Dark/mature themes | Crossover/OC friendly | SLs/banter
@BrashJouster -- answered before a single word could be uttered, eyes instantly latching onto the male leaving his apartment.
Rising to my feet, I exited the premises, not caring that I had to tail him the angel knew where, I was just happy to be moving again.
@BrashJouster I'd long since grown bored of sitting around, watching and waiting, after consuming the entirety of an order.
I itched to get moving, if only to stretch aching muscles that had held the same position for hours on end.
The prayer I was about to send up to the angels was --
@BrashJouster -- ever vigilant. If I missed the male departing from an apartment then there was only one way that would end and it wouldn't be good, not for anyone.
@BrashJouster -- savoured the warmth it brought as I swallowed it down before moving onto the obscene stack of pancakes in front of me, adding a drizzle of syrup to them before I tucked on in.
Although the drink and food didn't hold my attention for too long at a time, I had to remain --
@BrashJouster -- was he did while at home, uncertain when I'd be able to eat again, especially if he was one of those who enjoyed ridiculously long walks.
@BrashJouster -- trip for someone such as himself.
Situating myself within a diner, ensuring my seat gave me the perfect view of the males building, I ordered a coffee and a stack of pancakes while I settled in.
Taking advantage of the opportunity to eat while Jordan did whatever it --
@BrashJouster -- instead I'd simply have to get creative.
Heading across the street, I used the building's fire escape to get to the roof, intending to trail him from above, letting him believe he had escaped me, since he wasn't yet ready to accept the truth.
@BrashJouster -- have to trail after him, ensuring that innocent mundanes didn't become victims of his uncontrollable temper.
So much for cooking a family meal today.
It would be pointless to attempt to glamor myself from him, he was now part of the Shadow World with developing sight, --
@BrashJouster -- Accepting of my offer or not, he'd find himself unable to shake my companionship. I just hoped he'd choose the easy way over the hard way.
@BrashJouster -- soothing quality as fingertips brushed lightly against his cheek, seeking to extend a slither of comfort. He needed to know he wasn't alone.
"I don't know about you, but I could use a coffee. What'd you say?"
Querying while I opened the door with my other hand. --
@BrashJouster -- hand.
Moving towards the angel statue, I took my own seat, far enough away that he wouldn't feel crowded yet close enough to offer the support I knew he would need.
@BrashJouster -- the moment when everything changed for him.
Not so much leading him to the truth but rather the path that would take him there.
With silent footsteps, I moved to retrieve the two halves of the codex, now torn but not unreadable, placing them into the males awaiting --