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Angel in our Midst

Flip Jester Boy

Professional Shitposter
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Name (Real): Cenas Veritas


Name (Human): Charles Verus


Age: 17


Appearance (Angel):


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He has one pair of wings with the same coloring as his hair.


Appearance (Human):
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Height: 5'10", Weight: 130 Lbs
 
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Name (Human): Claire Pierce


Age: 17


Appearance (Human):


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Height: 5'4"


Weight: 100 Lbs

 

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Cenas woke up in the town's local church, lying down on one of the pews. The clergy at the church were given a message that an angel would appear inside and live among the citizens of the city, protecting them from any demons that would appear. Cenas stretched as he got up from the pew and stepped outside, turning into human form beforehand. "So, this is Earth," Cenas said to himself, whistling as he looked around at all the buildings. It was a small town, so the buildings weren't that big. He took out his phone and checked his messages. He was told to head toward a nearby apartment building, where he would be staying during his time in the town.
 
Claire walked along the sidewalk, hurrying home from dance classes. She had a bad slung over her shoulder and her ballet shoes in hand. Her bright blue eyes scanned the street, seeing no one in particular. She brushed a strand of her pale blond hair from her lips, the wind blowing softly. Pulling out her phone, she hummed quietly and checked her messages. "Nothing. Mom must still be at work," she sighed and typed in the code to get into her apartment building. Claire looked over her shoulder, hoping no one was looking over her shoulder. "Why would anyone want in here?" she laughed to herself quietly.
 
Cenas came upon an apartment building as he looked at his phone. "So this is where I'm staying," he said to himself as he saw a girl enter the apartment building. Checking his phone, he input the code granted to him by the owner and entered the building, following behind the girl unknowingly.
 
Claire had wanted to close the gate door behind her but a boy was there and she let it close slowly. He imputed a code and she let out a sigh of relief. He looks new here. She leapt up the stairs, taking them two at a time and listened as she opened her own door slowly. Claire didn't want to be involved with any sort of break ins but if she could prevent one, she'd do it.
 
"Hi," Cenas said to the girl, smiling. He showed his phone to her. "Could you please direct me to this room? You see, I'm new here and also unfamiliar with this building."
 
Claire turned and smiled to the boy who was behind her when she was coming in. "Hi. Cool, new neighbors," she smiled brightly. She looked at the address for a moment and nodded. "Yeah, you're just a few doors down," she pointed to a door, three away from where she was. "My name's Claire, if you ever need anything," she shrugged her bag up and held her hand out to shake with bright, yet shy eyes.
 
Cenas paused a moment to remember the name he was given. "Charles. Nice to meet you," he said as he shook Claire's hand. He went to his new room after, finding that he had everything he needed after looking around. "Alright, now let's check out the town," he said to himself as he stepped out onto the fire escape and changed into his angel form. Spreading his wings, he took flight, dropping a few feathers as he lifted off and then turned invisible.
 
Claire smiled at Charles and watched him leave without a word of thank you. Must be in a hurry. She shrugged and went inside. Claire threw her bag onto her couch, running a hand through her hair. She heard a loud flapping, almost like it was right outside her window. Opening the curtains, Claire saw nothing but what looked to be a few feathers.
 
Cenas flew around for a few minutes, enjoying the breeze, then returned to his apartment as quietly as possible. Returning to human form and left his apartment with some money. It was his first experience with the feeling of hunger.
 
Claire shrugged and went back to her kitchen. Dance practice always left her with an appetite. She began sautéing onions while pulling out some eggs and spinach. She put on some music as she did so, music and cooking mixing together perfectly in her world.
 
As Cenas walked past Claire's door, he smelled something. Something good. "Is that what food smells like?" He said to himself. He could feel his mouth drooling for the first time, and since he was hungry, he knocked on Claire's door and waited patiently.
 
Claire stopped and turned down the music. Was that a knock? She walked to the door, opening it slowly and smiled. "Hey! What's up?" her eyes shown bright and she leaned against the door frame.
 
"Hey, since I'm new to this area, I don't know where all the restaurants are." Cenas twiddled his thumbs. "I was wondering if I could have some of your food? It smelled really delicious as I walked by."
 
Claire smiled and nodded. "Um, sure. I can make another omelette. The restaurants aren't too far but you must be hungry," she opened the door. "Come in," she walked to the kitchen. "What do you like on your omelette?"
 
"Alright," she nodded, making him an omelette identical to hers. She set the table for him and sat the plates down.
 
"So, can you tell me a little about this town?" Cenas was new to the place anyway, so he had to know what he was getting in to.
 
"It's tiny and everyone knows each others names. It's like the towns out of books, which is what drew me here. Plus they have an excellent dance studio here. Everyone's nice, well except for the men out in the country. They'll point a gun at anyone unless they're giving them beer," she laughed, taking a bite of her omelet.
 
Cenas nodded, cutting into his food, not knowing the name of it. He put the piece in his mouth and suddenly he taste buds exploded. He's never had anything more delicious, considering it was the first thing he ever ate. A grand smile appeared on his face.
 
Claire looked up to him and smiled. "Is it good? I usually make these when I'm not up to cooking an entire meal. I was a bit tired," she blushed in embarrassment, wishing she had gone the extra effort and made something a little better. Dang it.
 

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