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Fantasy The Fallen

she raised an eyebrow, "a sewer? i guess no body would really think about it" she shrugged and pulled her wings in close as she started climbing down the stairs. it was darker in their than up above but at least nobody would possibly think to look down here. he had it hidden so well she just hoping nothing was going to pop up at her.
 
Maddix says nothing, just closes the way in back up. He makes his way in front of her, going aways diwn until they reach a metal door. He unlocks it and opens it. Inside was a small room with cement walls and a cement floor. It was just big enough for his bed, which consisted of an old mattress and some blankets, as well as a thin pillow. Also in the room was a dufflebag full of clothes and a woodwn crate that held many, many candles. He lights a few of them.


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"Is it bad?"
 
she looked around in awe at the hidden room that was buried deep below their surface, "how is this down here?" she touched the wall then drew it back feeling the chill on her fingertips. she looked over at him hoping to get an answer that wasnt crazy.
 
Maddox shrugs. "I believe it was a servicing room. Kind of like a storage closet." He sits on his bed, spreading out his long legs in front of him.


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Lyra nods, a bit disappointed. "Oh."
 
she sat on the cold floor and patted her dress down over her legs and looked at him, "so...why show me this place? i could have lied to you about having another weapon. most people dont trust strangers around here. at least not if your one of those damn crazy ones.." she stroked her wing thoughtfully and played with one of her feathers that must have come loose from the struggle.
 
Maddox smirks. "You think I don't have my own?" He didn't, in fact. He preffered to fight wirh his fists. But he now had her weapon.


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"Why wouldn't I ?" She asks.
 
she looked down at the floor her wings drooping ever so slightly, "look if you plan to kill me now..then fine..i was the one who came down here with you and truthfully im done with all this war and these damned fallen" she looked back up at him then down at the feather she now held in her hand. "those bastards just wanted to kill me because they believe the fallen are the greatest power here...and the fact my father was one of the light angels they think im just a tainted empty soul.."
 
Maddox appears troubled by her words. "Both of my parenrs are light angels." He says, watching her.


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"Okay..." Lyra stands. "Do you want some food or drink?"
 
she looked at him confused, "h-how? your wings..they are black..my mother was fallen so its not to hard for people to believe but most babies born by two light angels..its just.." she looked at him sadly, they were both born this way werent they? but he shouldnt have to be here. "you could be somewhere so much better" she stood up and brushed herself off and walked over to him. "if you plan on killing me im sure you would have by now.."
 
Maddox shakes his head. "I could be nowhere but here. I was born with black wings. That's all there is to it." He doesn't move as she walks toward him, simply watches her. "I honestly can say I do not plan on killing you."


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Lyra shrugs. "Pretty much anything that does not contain meat."
 
She nodded, " well i guess im happy about that then..i may hate the life here but it doesnt necessarily mean i want to die yet" she rolled her shoulders as the pain was slowly, but surely leaving her. "but you did have to light parents you should be there with them. But i guess sometimes we get handed a bad card in life." she looked worried for a second then wiped it away as she asked if she could sit next to him. "the floor kinda hurts" she tried to make a joking smile but wasnt sure if he was the kind of person who wanted to smile back.
 
giraffesarebetter said:
Maddox nods, watching her. "What's a girl like you doing hiding in the shadows of an alley? " As he continues watching her, he noticies how she holds her wings regretfully ready, as though they hurt.
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"You carry around My Little Pony toys? Lyra asks Elan, sitting down. "I'm Lyra, by the way Aki. It's nice to meet you."
"Yes. I really do love that show. Humans make some really good entertainment. Now, how about you be Applejack (to Lyra), and you be Pinkie Pie (to Aki)?"


She was somewhat jealous of humanity's sheer creativity in these things, but she fought against these feelings. She knew where they led. Where they'd led some of the few on her level, and so many below. How they'd caused so much sorrow for the race of Earth.
 
Icefox11 said:
Aki took the small pink pony known as Pinky Pie and examined it.
A concerned Elan, who'd overheard snatches of the conversation while setting up the board, asked Aki: "Do you have a home?"
 

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