Angel Duo roleplay
Thread Topic: Angel Duo roleplay
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Tommy looked over, furrowing his brows. "Stop that, stop- stop looking at me like that," he said, tempted to pull away from his father. His wing wrapped around him provided some warmth, though, and he wasn't about to lose that.
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Phil's mouth twitches, an average twitch he does when thinking, and looks away from his son for a moment.
"My apologies... Let's get you by the fire, hm? Warm you up..." -
"Yes please," Tommy mumbled, looking away and tightening his arms around his chest.
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Phil stands up and leads Tommy by the fireplace, letting him settle down.
Phil's pupils are huge. Not his eyes, just his pupils. The insane protective, paternal urge (especially that of a bird hybrid like himself) is flaring up massively. He's holding back, of course, to not overwhelm Tommy. He hasn't felt this way since...
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Phil shakes his head a bit and backs up a few steps to give Tommy space, though not particularly wanting to. -
Tommy hugs his legs to his chest, subconsciously scooting closer to Phil. He exhaled shakily, resting his head on his knees as he stared blankly at the fire, his own head filling with those flames.
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Phil stays there, giving Tommy space but not leaving the room. He stands there, his wings flexing tensely.
(Do you want to play Technoblade, or should I? I don't mind either way, though this is his home as well.) -
(uhh, you can if you want to :))
Tommy let out another shaky breath, squeezing his eyes shut. "Phil, have-" He took a deep breath, opening his eyes and looking back at Phil. "Have you talked to Tubbo recently?" He asked in a quiet voice, watching his father. -
Phil glances at Tommy, his eyebrows raising slightly at the question. He pauses to think.
"You... Could say that," Philza says slowly, as if using a technicality to hide a deeper meaning.
(Mkay sounds good! Ignore pink text I just wanted to mess with it XD) -
"Great, he'll talk to you but not me? His best f---in' friend?" Tommy muttered angrily, clenching his hands into fists. "Just left me alone with him-"
(lmaoo, gotcha) -
Phil's mouth twitches again, and he murmurs, "I'm not quite sure I'd call what happened talking..."
Technoblade walks into the house, and pauses in the sight of Philza and Tommy. He looks between them a few times, then mutters gruffly, "When did we invite Tommy in?" -
"What do you mean?" Tommy asked, watching Phil. "What- what happened?"
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Phil glances at Techno, responding swiftly, "I invited him in. He was going to freeze to death out there. And, besides that, he's my son and he's welcome in my home anytime he feels like it." By the end of his statement, he sounds like he's very faintly challenging Techno to argue. Techno, however, understands the idea of "Don't mess with Phil, angy Phil is not fun" and just nods.
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Tommy exhaled softly, looking back at the fire. "Why do you care why I'm here, anyways," he muttered, hugging his legs to his chest. "Neither of you ever cared to visit-" He whispered, his voice shaking a little. "Neither of you ever tried to rescue me..."
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Phil then looks back at Tommy, lowering his voice again for the boy.
"Tubbo lead a small group, which dubbed the Butcher Army, here to kill Techno recently. Kept me in my home, I had those... ah.. beeping anklets that track your movement that made sure I was there. Easy to break out of, actually... And that was the last time we saw Tubbo."
Techno grunts in annoyed amusement, rolling his eyes. "Didn't even stand a chance." -
"Wh- what?" Tommy spoke, his eyes widening with surprise. "No, he- he wouldn't- why would he-" His breathing grew erratic as his mind raced, burying his face in his knees.
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