Faray looks at the Demons. "Rules for traveling with me. Keep your eyes and mouth shut. Hold your breath. Whatever the hell else you may do, remember this. Do. Not. Let. Go. Do we understand each other?" Telling them the rules will probably incite their curiosity about where they are traveling, and if they care that much, Faray will tell them once they arrive.
Lucas smiled at the creatures head and whispered "another one bites the dust"
(@Robin_Jones)
Will nodded. "Where do I hold onto? Your hand?"
"Like what?" Nathaniel couldn't think about anything too significant about him, except… how he managed to injure his wings so badly that they were rendered incapable of flight
(on the outside Lucas seems cruel and cold but he is actually kind and loveable)
(k.)
"Where are you staying? What's your last name? Why where you fighting?" Joan spammed him questions.
gtg to bed
(Good night)
(oh ok. BYE!)
"Um, I live in Heaven, my last name is Windsor, and I was fighting to prove myself a worthy warrior despite the fact I can't fly? Which failed, obviously…"
"Hand preferably, shoulder if you must." Faray responds, pleased that someone had the common sense to ask.
Oh, Joan thought he lived on Earth… "You're done." She said. The cream had set and dissolved into his wings. Fixing it. "Try not to fly for the next three hours, mm'k?"
"No problem, I've… kind of forgotten how anyways. It's been a long time…"
"I'll teach you. Don't worry." JOan was pleased to help.
(I gtg, but I'll be back later. feel free to use my character until I return. BYE!)
Nathaniel nodded, crossing his ankles in a way that hopefully made him look relaxed. In reality, he was anxious and scared, afraid that the potion wouldn't work, afraid it wouldn't last forever, afraid he couldn't learn to fly again.
"Well come on then, you can't learn on a empty stomach. Help me cook, will you?" Joan was ready to take care of him, he was a nice boy. (Anyone there??)
(HELLOOOOOOO)
(ALERT ALERT PEOPLE WE ARE BECOMING ABSENT ALERT ALERT)
(@Robin_Jones @Ca1Ca1 @sTRAYKEYS )
(Sorry, had to eat/shower)
(I get it, I was shoveling poo, just scroll up and continue the RP)
Nathaniel stood and quietly walked towards Joan. "What can I do to help, ma- Sorry! Joan!" Calling others 'sir' or 'ma'am' was second nature to him, it was difficult to not call Joan ma'am
"Well, you see, I need to go shopping and…. I'm not allowed in by myself…." Joan mumbled the last part embarrassed. You almost blow someone up ONE TIME!! And your suddenly Evil, as if.