Two Different Worlds - (PartyRocker1013xLyraDark) [Inactive]

"Welcome to the shop!" John greeted her when he finally found her. "If you need anything, I'll be at the counter happy to help." He smiled at the girl.
 
John was surprised for a second. He hadn't heard from Zandyrr in a long time. Then he grinned and put his hand out. "My name's John," he introduced himself. "A friend of Zandyrr's is a friend of mine."
 
When Silver finished the story and John finished gatering the supplies, he gave them to her. "So he's gotten himself hurt again."
 
John laughed. "You've obviously just met him, huh? Zandyrr's alwways getting himself in tight situations and injuries." He looked around as if someone might be eavesdropping and then leaned over to whiser, "If you ask me, I think he should just retire and settle down before he gets himself killed."
 
She sighed. "If I knew that..." she said. "Well, thank you for this information..." She looked at him. "Wait, you just say he should retire?" she asked, trying to know if he knew what Zandyrr was.
 
John laughed even more. He had the gift of sight. He could see Zandyrr in the middle of one of his soul collections unlike the others. "Oh I'm not like other mortals. Remember that. I can see things other people can't."
 
"Oh... Okay... Thank you..." she said. That mortal was strange. She just hoped that he would not know about what she was.
 
John couldn't understand at all what it was about Silver when he first saw her. Then when she mentioned Zandyrr, he suddenly understood. He knew all about life and death, all that jazz. He knew what Silver was, too. He smiled warmly at her. "Have a nice day," he said.
 
She smiled and left. She lost herself again and asked her way two times. She finally got back where Zandyrr was. "I am back and alive, no car crushed me down..." she said.
 
"Yeah..." she said, worried. She was not sure... Still, her wing was not going to heal by itself. "Looks like I am not the one who gets in tight situations?" she asked, laughing.
 
"Hm. It's not like I haven't considered this. There's no rest for me, though. I belong with Death," he said. Once he had everything laid out, he turned to Silver. "I'm going to need you to spread your wings out."
 
Silver spread her wings hardly. She was not used to it anymore. It was painfull at first. Her right wing had holes almost everywhere.
 
Zandyrr felt a twinge of hate to who might have done this. Her right wing looked horrible. The whole thing was stained with blood. "You might want to brace yourself for this," he said, pulling out a pair of tweezers.
 
She laughed. "No, It's okay, I'll just go over it," she said, looking at her wing. "It looks more horrible that I originally thought..."
 
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