Cosmic_Chaos
Turning into Chaos Incarnate, don't mind me
Xander waited for Karma to make his move. He did all he could, he had no Idea how Demons operated, if you could tell if they were possessing someone or not. so he hoped that being open and honest was was enough. he felt himself relax when Karma stoped glaring at him with such hatret, Anxiety taking over instead. At the Snap, Xander flinched, and closed his eyes, unsur ewhat to even expect. the sound of a sword hitting the floor make him jolt, and he looked up as Karma got up and off of him only to pace the room. His head and heart were both pounding in anxiety, fear, and relief. He simply laid down on the bed, not moving as Karma continued, anxiety building up in the Angel.
He started to sit up, but as the angel continued to pace, his wings kept knocking things over, and he flinched at every loud noise that was made. the Loud 'Fuck' at the end made him want to curl into a ball. This was probably just a panic attack, he's fine. He was just overwhelmed. He tried to breath, but the pressing feeling in his chest was preventing him from actually feeling like he could. Yep, panic attack. he gripped his bedsheets with one hand, gripping his top with his other as he tried to force himself to breathe evenly. He tried to remember what his mother said, regulating your breathing, focusing on something and trying to calm down was what he needed to do. But actually doing that was hard, and he felt tears prick up again. This time, they spilled over without his consent. Damn emotions to hell. He didn't mind crying, he just didn't like crying when having a panic attack, he felt way more drained after, and it always took him the day to recover.
When Karma finally looked at him and appologised, he smiled, shakily, Panic slightly abating but still overwhelmed. "It's okay. Sort of expected you to kill me or use holy water on me, so the fact that you aint using both is a positive in my book." He said, simply just trying to get the words out. "Uhh, still overwheling though. I'll be okay." He got out, letting the fact that Karma wasn't going to hurt him help calm him down. He knew Karma wouldn't hurt him, and he understanding that Karma was doing what he was taught, what he was brought up to do. Still didn't stop the minute fear that Karma was going to do something.
Once he felt sufficently calmed enough to properly contribute to the conversation, he shook his head. "He knows who I am, but I'm not sure about you. I didn't realise who you were but I'm a dumbass who had to literally see your wings." Xander chuckled awkwardly. He sat cross-legged on the bed. "You're not the only one who can do things, Karma. You're not the only one who can use a weapon." He said, summoning a sword. it was black with dark-red cracks through out it, as though it was coal casted into the shape of a sword. "I can also manifest my horns and wings but its easier in the Dark. I was able to physically manifest them last night which is new." He said, and he banished the sword. "Just so you know, I'm very willing in fighting another Demon. Not sure if thats normal, but two on one should be easy enough, right?" He asked, awkwardly.
"Besides, I don't think I was that big before I bacame me. I have no Idea how demons work or opperate, but if I was someone big, I'd already have people on my door-stop right?" he asked, and logically, that made sense to him. If he was higher-ranked, he was either banished nad thus wanted dead. Or he left, but he remembered feeling upset? So he didn't think he'd leave on purpose. He could be wrong though.
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He started to sit up, but as the angel continued to pace, his wings kept knocking things over, and he flinched at every loud noise that was made. the Loud 'Fuck' at the end made him want to curl into a ball. This was probably just a panic attack, he's fine. He was just overwhelmed. He tried to breath, but the pressing feeling in his chest was preventing him from actually feeling like he could. Yep, panic attack. he gripped his bedsheets with one hand, gripping his top with his other as he tried to force himself to breathe evenly. He tried to remember what his mother said, regulating your breathing, focusing on something and trying to calm down was what he needed to do. But actually doing that was hard, and he felt tears prick up again. This time, they spilled over without his consent. Damn emotions to hell. He didn't mind crying, he just didn't like crying when having a panic attack, he felt way more drained after, and it always took him the day to recover.
When Karma finally looked at him and appologised, he smiled, shakily, Panic slightly abating but still overwhelmed. "It's okay. Sort of expected you to kill me or use holy water on me, so the fact that you aint using both is a positive in my book." He said, simply just trying to get the words out. "Uhh, still overwheling though. I'll be okay." He got out, letting the fact that Karma wasn't going to hurt him help calm him down. He knew Karma wouldn't hurt him, and he understanding that Karma was doing what he was taught, what he was brought up to do. Still didn't stop the minute fear that Karma was going to do something.
Once he felt sufficently calmed enough to properly contribute to the conversation, he shook his head. "He knows who I am, but I'm not sure about you. I didn't realise who you were but I'm a dumbass who had to literally see your wings." Xander chuckled awkwardly. He sat cross-legged on the bed. "You're not the only one who can do things, Karma. You're not the only one who can use a weapon." He said, summoning a sword. it was black with dark-red cracks through out it, as though it was coal casted into the shape of a sword. "I can also manifest my horns and wings but its easier in the Dark. I was able to physically manifest them last night which is new." He said, and he banished the sword. "Just so you know, I'm very willing in fighting another Demon. Not sure if thats normal, but two on one should be easy enough, right?" He asked, awkwardly.
"Besides, I don't think I was that big before I bacame me. I have no Idea how demons work or opperate, but if I was someone big, I'd already have people on my door-stop right?" he asked, and logically, that made sense to him. If he was higher-ranked, he was either banished nad thus wanted dead. Or he left, but he remembered feeling upset? So he didn't think he'd leave on purpose. He could be wrong though.
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