I don't care about the girl with antlers!
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*and the sound of movement is heard*
*lamp near the bedside turns on, lighting the room up a bit*
Pitch: ..*has hand around the chain, squinting eyes at her, sleepily*
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Constantine: *surprised* Kill him? Why? -
Angel: ..Pitch.. *slowly steps towards him, and pauses, stopping* *softly* Iann.. Iann isn't happy with me, and I.. Well, he's doing something really dangerous, and I.. He wont talk to me, Pitch.
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Travins: Because he is a sick man, twisted up on revenge. -
Pitch: *sits up* ..Why exactly? I'm assuming you.. want me to talk to him?
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Constantine: Hm, alright then. I will if I come across him. -
Angel: *nods* *sits on the edge of the bed* He.. Found out that he wasn't my son by birth.
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Travins: Good.. Anyways. Has she shown you her wings yet? -
Pitch: Ah.. *little frown* Did you knew this was going to happen sooner or later? You weren't planning to keep it from him forever.. were you?
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Constantine: *shakes head* Well, not fully. -
Angel: I was. I just.. I didn't want to hurt him, Pitch. *slowly crawls up, resting head in his lap* *softly* You're not even his father, and he loves you so much..
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Travins: Forty feet.. Twenty on each side. Triple layered grey and white feathers. Longest are three feet in length, half a foot in width. Her wings are f---ing amazing, man.. -
Pitch: Stop that. He loves you, too. He's just upset at the moment. Just give it time.. It's a sudden change for him, it's understandable for him to be this upset.. But really.. you should've told him way earlier so he react more calmly.
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Constantine: W-what, no way! And she can handle them? -
Angel: If I had told him, it would have gotten out, and my claim to the crown would have been taken from me..
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Travins: She's stronger than she looks. Back musle, tougher spine.. And the festhers aren't very heavy at all. It's the bone that makes them weigh so much.But she nonormally keeps them covered. When she folds them up, they're not much in bulk. Something about the feathers folding in on themselves. -
Pitch: Huh... *leans against headboard* I'm sorry, I don't really know much about that stuff.
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Constantine: I see.. *smiles* They sound lovely. Maybe I'll take her for a flight. -
Angel: Basically.. I couldn't. *her head is still in his lap lel* I never meant to hurt him, Pitch. I never thought of him as anything but my son.
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Travins: You should. *little sigh* I'm not adopted like Taylor, but I was born with fangs instead of wings. -
Pitch: *frowns* I know you didn't. It'll be okay, I'll talk to him once I have the chance.
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Constantine: Did you have a parent with no wings, or you just didn't develop any? -
Angel: What if he hates me?
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Travins: My dad didn't have any. -
Pitch: Angel..
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Constantine: Do you want wings? Maybe there's a way to get some. -
Angel: What if he does..?
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Travins: I.. I'm happy with my fangs. Besides, I've already got an angel.. -
Pitch: *puts a hand over her mouth* I won't let that happen. Really, I doubt that'll happen.
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Constantine: *swallows* Err, who?
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