forum Angel/Devil rp

Started March 05, 2018 by @@sTRAYKEYS

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The stranger clamped a hand over Nathaniel's mouth, muffling any sounds. Nathaniel struggled, but the man was considerably stronger than him. He was losing oxygen fast, and feeling lightheaded. In his last few conscious moments, he pressed the tracker on his wing before fainting.

Joan heard the beep of her watch alarm her. The tracker activated. "What's going on," She whispered under her breath. Hex, that means Nash is in trouble. Joan launched herself into the air, wings flaring high. She flew narrowly out the window and toward Nash, scared.

The strange man dragged the unconscious Nathaniel towards an unfamiliar building, one that looked run down and clearly unsafe. Nathaniel had been gagged as an extra precaution, but he was out cold.

Joan flew toward the clouds, into heaven. People continued to jeer, she didn't notice. Her tracker was twenty minutes west, gaining fast. SHe bulldozed her way through the skies. Needing to get to Nash.

The building was dark, a single dim lightbulb the only source of light in the whole place. The man tossed Nathaniel onto a table and left him there, making sure he was still unconscious when he brushed off his hands and left, locking the door behind him.

(My thing is glitching, it might take a minute to respond longer than normal) Joan found the tracker still, and rushed towards it. Every minute ticking by made her more nervous. Twenty minutes later she approached a rickety building. Joan snapped the door open, and stared at Nash. After knocking from her stupidor she checked him over for injuries. Seeing him unconscious Joan shook him hard, fighting to prevent tears.

Nathaniel drowsily opened his eyes, looking confused. He tried to ask where he was, but choked on the gag. He looked up at Joan from the table, starting to panic.

Joan ripped the gag of and pushed toward the door. "Run, now!" Joan shouted as she sprinted beside him.

Joan ripped the gag of and pushed toward the door. "Run, now!" Joan shouted as she sprinted beside him.

He was hardly even conscious at this point, and he stumbled as he tried to follow her order, still coughing. He was bruised in some places, and his hair was messy. He generally looked powerless and weak.

As soon as they were outside Joan flew them to a tree, too exaugsted for more. "You okay?" She struggled out.

Nathaniel nodded weakly, leaning on Joan for support. "W-what happened?"

"I don't know. Your tracker activated and I flew," Joan answered, brushing her hair to the side."I'm going to murder whoever did this," She grounded out through flaming eyes and clenched teeth.

Joan watched as the a older man walked out, franticly. She wanted to bash his brains in, with a mace, repeatedly. "Is that him?" Joan asked, eyes never leaving the man.

He turned slowly in the direction Joan was pointed, looking at the man for a few moments before nodding. "I-I think so… D-do you know him?" Nathaniel coughed again, still leaning against Joan.

Joan clenched her fist, she was so done with this kid. He acted like being kidnapped was something to shrug off. "We're leaving," She breathed out, lone dangerous. Joan strapped Nash to her side and begun to fly back to the hotel. (Will, what time is it on your end?)