Name: Abel
Species: Human Turned Angel
The First Murder
Son to Adam and Eve
Likes: Christmas, Santa Claus, Rock Music, Sweets, Bells, Nice people, Stuffed Animals
Dislikes: Mean people, Murderers, Things being thrown at him
New to Char not to Verse
#HHRP #18+ #MDNI
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ใ well โ things
like what? if i may
be so nosy.
a glance around the
office ๐ฌบ her expression
fell subtly. reminders
of ๐ฑis absence along
the walls but she took
a seat!
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Huh? But Sera said-
He let Adam just talk, not wanting to annoy him any further. If anything, the young son was happy to see him again. He only hoped he made him proud during the past war...
At the mention of slurpies however, his eyes lit up.
"Oh! Can I come?"
Missed me? I've been here the whole time taking it easy after the Battle.
<Adam is purposefully keeping how he got back shut. Deflect! Attack! Blame your pussy son! Still pats Abel's back>
Alriiight, enough hugging and cryin', I'm grabbing some slurpies from the market.
"I dunno - you're way more powerful than I am, so I was just unsure if maybe you did something. That, or someone brought you back" Giving him a second chance? Even Charlie said people deserved one. "As for the acid thing, no - just reflux. Either way" Another hug. "I missed you"
<Adam is glomped and did not move an inch. He forced his mask to glitch into an annoyed expression. Beneath it though was a small smile. Pat Pat on Abel's back>
Fuckin' a, kid, will ya act like a man a CHILL? People are going to see you cry like a sissy baby.