Elfia Nightwing
Five Thousand Club
"It...feels right," she smiled " Like I was waiting for them, missing them," she answered honestly.
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“Ah, main be stoaner especially when th' cheil upstairs disowned ye,” Eve replied with a bit of sympathy for the poor lad. Her trained eyes could already pick up signs that the boy was a fallen: angles of good reputation don’t come to cafés owned by daemons; angles don’t wear black clothing; angels certainly don’t have ashed wings. Also, the life of a fallen isn’t a grand one because no one will take them in. Devils and other seedy races won’t have them because they were previously angles; ‘pure’ beings don’t even talk to them because they were disowned by god itself.Dnaleri017 said:"I know that much, I simply meant that I'm new to being on the mortal plane. I'm not used to... anything really..." Mazus stood there with a straight face. "I'm sure I must be bothersome but I have no experience in anything but killing and, surprisingly, reading..." Mazus waited knowing he was probably the needle in the haystack of everyone here.
“Weel, it’s mah job tae help those wi' supernatural needs,” Eve said as she grabbed and presented a business card to the boy. The card had the following written upon it:Dnaleri017 said:"Actually he didn't. I don't know who did but one of my siblings did this. I would rather not speak about it." Mazus looked up with a slight glare before returning to face the woman.