Rose234
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Just two days ago, things had been normal. But now….now Hannah was sitting at a diner in the middle of nowhere, on the run, with an Angel sitting across from her who was looking at the sticky trail of syrup going down the side of the bottle with such disgust written on his face that Hannah almost felt compelled to wipe the bottle off. As far as Angels went, Hannah should have been the very last person that one would come to. She didn’t have much faith, she didn’t go to church, she drank, she’d lied, she’d done what it took to survive no matter who it cost and how it affected other people. Hannah was awash in sin, but then, after a shift at the end of the night, there he had been like he’d been waiting for her.
She hadn’t slept properly since the night she’d ran into him, quite literally, outside of the club she’d worked in at three a.m. She wouldn’t have believed him if she hadn’t saw the wings. She wouldn’t have believed him if so many events weren’t spiraling out of control, and if she hadn’t been having such crazy dreams lately…. Not that she had told him about the dreams. Not that she really tried to speak to him at all.
The waitress sat down a stack of pancakes in front of Hannah, and a steaming mug of hot chocolate. A string of brightly colored Christmas lights blinked in the parking lot, and the speakers in the corner of the room played a constant loop of Christmas music. Outside the temperature was dropping, snow flurries catching in the air. They’d just gotten to the small town an hour ago, and the way her stomach growled had her insisting they stop for food. Angels, apparently, didn’t eat. Or sleep. Or have decent conversation it seemed.
“So….my family used to have this cabin, we could probably stay there a few nights until we figure things out?” Hannah still wasn’t sure what there was to figure out, nor how she was supposed to stop the end of the world, nor what the guy even wanted from her. His explanation hadn’t made much sense to her. None of this made much sense. But she’d started to see things lately…and so she believed him. It was impossible not to. What other choice did she have?
((Okay so this is gonna be an action/adventure/romance advanced lit to novella role. I want us both to be able to have creative freedom! But my over all sorta idea is that these two are racing to save the world from doom, and to keep heaven and hell from coming to earth. Your characters personality is up to you!!! But this role will require both of our characters to be strong willed, so please keep
That in mind. Hannah is human, but she will start to have visions and maybe other capabilities too as the story progresses. Feel free to bring any ideas into this as well! Also open to your character being fallen, or even a demon. This can also be a very dark role, I’m open to that as well! ))
She hadn’t slept properly since the night she’d ran into him, quite literally, outside of the club she’d worked in at three a.m. She wouldn’t have believed him if she hadn’t saw the wings. She wouldn’t have believed him if so many events weren’t spiraling out of control, and if she hadn’t been having such crazy dreams lately…. Not that she had told him about the dreams. Not that she really tried to speak to him at all.
The waitress sat down a stack of pancakes in front of Hannah, and a steaming mug of hot chocolate. A string of brightly colored Christmas lights blinked in the parking lot, and the speakers in the corner of the room played a constant loop of Christmas music. Outside the temperature was dropping, snow flurries catching in the air. They’d just gotten to the small town an hour ago, and the way her stomach growled had her insisting they stop for food. Angels, apparently, didn’t eat. Or sleep. Or have decent conversation it seemed.
“So….my family used to have this cabin, we could probably stay there a few nights until we figure things out?” Hannah still wasn’t sure what there was to figure out, nor how she was supposed to stop the end of the world, nor what the guy even wanted from her. His explanation hadn’t made much sense to her. None of this made much sense. But she’d started to see things lately…and so she believed him. It was impossible not to. What other choice did she have?
((Okay so this is gonna be an action/adventure/romance advanced lit to novella role. I want us both to be able to have creative freedom! But my over all sorta idea is that these two are racing to save the world from doom, and to keep heaven and hell from coming to earth. Your characters personality is up to you!!! But this role will require both of our characters to be strong willed, so please keep
That in mind. Hannah is human, but she will start to have visions and maybe other capabilities too as the story progresses. Feel free to bring any ideas into this as well! Also open to your character being fallen, or even a demon. This can also be a very dark role, I’m open to that as well! ))
