forum Angel/Devil rp

Started March 05, 2018 by @@sTRAYKEYS

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Will leaned on the doorframe and sighed. "Anyway, we can go back up to the earthen plane? You know the real world."

Nathaniel looked up. "I would think so. I… I'm not sure how long I was planning on staying here, actually… my parents probably don't know where I am."

"Yeah… That might not be too good. Joan, let's go," Will walked over and took her hand. "We need a portal to get back, right?"

)Yeppers)

(I'm BACK!!!) Joan was hesitant to take Will's hand, but let her be pulled. "Yeah," She said, "Lets go."

They started walking around, until something registered to Joan. "I know where to find one, but it may take a while to get there…" The end of her conversation fell off as she begun wondering if old man Jenkins would even help them.

"Where're we going?" Nathaniel trotted to keep up with the pair, panting slightly.

"To an old friend's, if he'll help." Joan was careful not to mention the angle trapped in the underworld. (I'm so happy u replied!!)

(I never leave lol)
"Er, alright. How far is he?" Nathaniel glanced about the halls as they walked, intrigued. The place was huge.

"Well, um, he's not here, exactly." Joan was flustered as she looked at her toes. "He's–he's about two days fly away.."

Nathaniel was silent for a moment. "You… you do remember that I can't fly, right?" He said quietly. "You may have fixed part of my wings, but they still don't work. Not to mention I haven't flown in years."
(Joan: Yeah two days fly away
Nate: …you do know I can't fly, r-right??)

"I know, but he's the only one here who can create a portal out, not even my dad can do it. It means we have to wake, I don't think me nor Will will be able to carry you for two whole days. It makes it into a week, without stops. What do you have to say Will?" Joan turned to Will, her scarred wings tightening around her and her hair fluttering. "Hmm?"

"Er… wake? What's waking?" Nathaniel kept his crooked wings close to his body self consciously. "It's not dangerous, is it?"

"Walking, sorry," Joan turned to Nash as she spoke. "I wasn't thinking about it as I talked, I was figuring out how long it would take to walk." She turned back to Will. "Hello?" Joan waved her hand in front of his face.

(Sure?)
"Oh… alright, I guess. Are we… are we ever going to let my parents know where I am?" He asked anxiously. "Or should we just let me be presumed dead?"

"We, um, can–" Joan was cut off by Will.
"We can't reach the pane of Angel without a portal, not from Hell." Joan shot Will a glare before finishing for him.
"Then, we will tell your parents, promise."

Nathaniel nodded. "I don't want for them to think they've lost anothe-" He cut himself sharply. "I-I mean… nothing. I… don't want them to worry?"

"Nash, did something happen.." Joan whispered it, before turning to Will. "You are going to stay right here until we get back. Do. Not. Move." Joan started pulling Nash into the room on the left wall. It was another useless sitting room. "I want you to tell me, and if you want Will here, fine, but I'm not brushing it off any longer." Joan fixed Nash with a stare known to cripple men.

Nathaniel shrunk against the wall, hesitating before finishing his sentence in a cracked whisper. "I don't want them to think they've lost another son…" His eyes stung with tears, but he ignored them. Memories of Lloyd seemed to just hit him like a truck.

"Nathaniel.." Joan opened her arms. "Come here." Joan could see the memories but blocked them out. She only wanted to know what he told her.

He hugged Joan, his breath catching in his throat. "It… m-my brother, Lloyd. He… well, he d-died a few years back… it's all my fault…" Nathaniel's voice cracked, and he couldn't bring himself to make eye contact with Joan.
(Lloyd has the most freaking angelic sounding name ever. 'Lloyd Saxon Windsor')