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wingz: hi * looking down, hoping no one sees blushes*
wingz: I'm... wingz
wingz:*looks at your hand, feeling more worried* *shakes ur hand*
*smiles shakily, feeling suddenly like fainting*
no.. I mean.. yes .. I *faints*
*blushes* sorry I'm not really used to talking to people
*smiles*
*you notice a mark like tattoo on her hand. and it started to glow. she didn't seem to realise yet*
* she stood up straighter, you realise that she is smaller than u*
*stiffened* mm that is mm... *pulls down her sleeve of her hoodie*
*sighs, looks down* you wouldn't believe me if I told you... unless... no. *lowers her voice to a secret* are you a mortal?
*freezes again* you might have to catch m.. *wobbles a bit* wh.. what kind are you? *wobbles back wards towards the wall beside her*
*still looking tense* I.. ok *sighs* I thought you were.. never mind *looks You up and down* I'm... a.. well... shadowhilt *forced her eyes shut, hoping you didn't know what they were*
*relaxes* wait.. you don't know? I means.. that's amazing! but seriously?!?!
*smiles pitying* we are the Angels of fallen. we watch death, mourn and protect the demons. *looks down* you don't know any of us do you?
*looks down* I guess not *looks at you* how are you... as in.... surviving? I barely did without the quinnoch
*starts to look a little more comfortable around you*