* It was a lot easier to get back to his shelter — but this time, he also had a bunch of documents and wasn’t trying to dodge a bunch of turrets!
Currently, he’s sitting on the floor of his shelter, sorting the files he’s collected by chronological date.
@REWRITETHETALE “ Got it, got it… I guess I could try to work that into conversation? Thanks a lot, I… It’s just been really bugging me, and, yeah…. I’m not the best at interrogating people but I’ll try. “
@REWRITETHETALE “ Okay, hypothetical, right — What if I need help confessing to someone who is probaly hiding so much from me? Should I even—? I’ve been thinking about this for close to a month now because they’ve been the closest person to me since my imprisonment and I kinda like them a LOT. “
“ Not every angel has wings; Not every winged creature is an angel. I may have wings, but I’m the farthest thing from holy. “
[ He looked back down. ]
“ And maybe you could be the devil’s advocate, but that isn’t a bad thing. It just means you need… a little reforming. “
A wasted potential like me doesn't deserve to be an angel .
I was never truly one . If I was ...
Where are my wings then ?
[ She finally stopped kneeling , dusting off her knees ]
A demon , recruited to heaven just to do their dirty work to clear their image . That's me .
“ …Father is dead, but maybe Mother isn’t, you know? “
[ He opened his eyes and looked over to acknowledge her words, breaking prayer. ]
“ There’s still some hope you can hold — that’s what I believe. Maybe the angels didn’t want you, but there’s someone out there that +
...
Father is dead . You are just wasting your time .
[ She peeped at the other beside her ]
But what can we do in such dystopian systems . Even the angels wanted me dead .
* He’s found the office he was looking for, and he’s probably going to spend the next few hours collecting old folders and going through them.
We aren’t going to question why he has a flower crown of roses on his head. :3
“ Thank you! I’m glad you think I do. “
[ A hum as he listened. I guess it was the middle of winter, huh? ]
“ Well, spring is hopefully around the corner, so they’ll become more common again. “
🍄
- oooo, staring up at the other with a hint of wonder in their eyes -
"You look beautiful, sir"
- beaming! Well.. the best they can without the presence of a mouth -
"I would keep it up but its hard to find flowers in the winter and even harder to buy them!"
“ I say keep it up! If it’s something you enjoy, I don’t see why you shouldn’t keep it up. “ :)
[ He put it on his head. How quaint! It was a little small for him, but it still looked fine on his head. ]
🍄
"Im relieved to hear that!!" (^ ^)
- closing up their bag, humming happily. Such a weird looking yet cheerful kiddo -
"I've been making them for a while soooo.."
[ He took it, a small smile on his face. ]
“ No worries, kiddo, I’m not too busy anyway. These are very high quality, actually, I appreciate it a lot! “
🍄
"okay, phew, thank gosh, I made too many"
- they start looking around in their bag, pulling one out, made of roses -
"I am sooooo terribly sorry for making you stop so suddenly but I'd hate for them to go to waste-"
“ You’re sure —? I can always try and get you something, I mean… okay, I’ll yield, hah. “
[ A hum as he watched Mathews pull out the medkit and leave it by the bag, to which he stored in the bag for safe keeping. He didn’t want to lose it quickly. ]
“ Thank you… again. I +
Mathews hummed in amusement , quietly watching Salem as he looked through the bag and put on the coat . . .
A fond look in his gaze .
Then he shook a hand dismissively .
“ Merely avoiding danger and violence
is enough , Sal . I don't need
any →
really, 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 appreciate your concern… “
[ And he was just… looking at Mathews for a minute or two before he caught himself and looked away. Why was this guy so pretty when he was happy… ]
“ I… how do I say thank you in any way other than thank you? I’m saying it +
Plus, this was technically a different guy. Sure, same body, he could easily tell, but this… was different. ]
“ I’ll keep my bite back, don’t worry. Any revenge ideas would just be all bark, hahah. “
[ Acting out this nervousness made him feel bad. It was just a lie. ]
“ Oh, no no no — don’t worry, I’m not going to do anything of the sort. “
[ His wings tucked themselves further in, showing his distaste.
…Frankly, he’d had his revenge, and he didn’t want to hurt anymore than he had to. That idea made him feel more monster than human.
+
If you want to get , uhm , revenge
or whatever , then feel free .
It's the least I can offer . ”
A little chuckle .
( Insert the ‘ does he know ’ meme )