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Something softens deep inside of her. To see him gaze upon her with such worry, to even voice it, there is courage in it too. A hand gently cups his cheek, willing him to look at her.
“I cannot always tell you. It often means it’s urgent. But I shall never leave you, ━
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“you should have told me.” there was a sigh, his own body finally relaxing as he shifts towards her front, looking at her like a lost puppy.
“I really thought you weren't coming back this time.” he's been feeling anxious while he waited.
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There’s something refreshing about a human’s innocence, their oblivion to the creature in front of them. Long black locks fall over her face as she cocks her head, angelic beauty shining through and through.
“I suppose I am. Quite expensive material too.” Don’t mind ━
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those gold contacts lenses look really good he thinks —— and that dress looks so divine, such pretty armor. did she make it? sheesh it looks expensive but nice.
“I like your dress, it looks so.. beautiful. what are you cosplaying as? you remind me of like some angelic warrior.”
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Her muscles slowly loosen its tightness once she recognises his aura. A hand moves to rest upon his arm, squeezing softly.
Apologies, young nephilim. Her superiors called upon her to deliver divine justice.
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Gold eyes shift towards the human. An elegant nod of her head was given with a small smile. Smiles were to put him at ease, lest he believes her divine.
“Got something on my face .ᐣ”
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━ her arms tighten gently around him, holding him close to her. "I don't know if Heaven is something you speak positively of, my dear. Call it a slice of .. comfort, perhaps. I've got no reason to be anything but sweet to you, Gabriel."
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It is odd to hear such words coming from someone. As a destroying angel, she's been nothing but a force of nature. She eradicated people and species when needed to be.
But to hear she's a comfort to someone feels so .. weird. As if it isn't meant for her ears. And so ━
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“ .. you're like my very own personal slice of heaven.”
eyes slowly open, trying to peek at her with a grateful expression. arms coming to wrap around. “you're always so sweet to me, mira.”
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Like always, she seems more keen on avoiding his gaze rather than returning it. The angel's gaze is strictly directed at a wall ; nothing of great interest.
"You know what I'm asking of you. Why do you keep turning people so frequently? it destroys lives."
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“stop what? I haven't even done a single thing whatsoever.” starts to walk around so he could meet that lovely gaze of hers.
“and you never leave every time I come to you, why is that?”
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━ to this very day, aren't you? I'm not letting them turn your child into an orphan by taking you." despite being smaller than him, the power she radiates alone is enough to turn people away from her.
"Good evening, Alexander. It's been a while, indeed. How's your kid?"
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Her black wing flutters, shrinks and stretches again once the arrow bounced off of it. A soft sigh flees her lips as golden eyes stare over the brim of her dark glasses in the direction the arrow came from.
They shot from a rooftop, interesting.
"Making enemies still ━
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An arrow is flung at @sweetestliies ; one Mira quickly blocks with her wing ━ extended in front of the vampire.
“Seems like you got an enemy.” The angel speaks, humming.
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━ summoned by sheer will. It's lifted to meet his chin, almost daring to touch the throat.
"Ever tasted a divine sword in your flesh? I'm afraid I cannot let thee go."
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Her face contorts into disgust. How dare he insinuate such a thing? "I do not down myself to such a thought, especially less feel envious of people who do carnal desires the way you do."
Yet, as he speaks of showing no interest in leaving ; her sword is once more ━
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“I cannot change what I am as much as you cannot change what you are. So, move on or not, but I’m here to stay, & I certainly will not indulge your childish fights while I have business to attend to. Argue with yourself if you must, really.”
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Eyes flicker over @defiantdeeds ; head tilts ever so gently while wings stand at rest.
“I’ve never seen an Olympian god look so gloomy. Aren’t you far from home?” Mira spoke up, crossing one leg over the other.
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━ punishment for the naive. Temptation should be minimised at all times.” A finger is pointed at him.
“You’re part of the problem, Asmodeus. Your presence alone will make people drop their knees.”
A sight alone that would be sinful.
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The more he began to talk nonsense, the less likely Mirakiel was going to listen. Golden eyes dim with boredom, no way was she going to be lectured by a demon.
“All you guys do is tempt innocent beings, corrupt them so hell has more souls. I do not believe in eternal ━
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“You seem to care about a lot.” & that’s sarcasm dripping from his tongue. “Don’t speak of my kind when your does nothing but be hypocritical and deny said actions. At least we’re open about our wrongdoings.”
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