forum Angel/Devil rp

Started March 05, 2018 by @@sTRAYKEYS

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"Here we are." Joan pointed at a cottage. "I have all I need inside to fix you up, so come on."

He nodded again and followed, feeling it would be rude to enter the cottage before her.

Will places his hand on Patch's back, being cautious to not hurt him. "I agree. We should go somewhere." Will turns to the Fallen, "where would Patch be safe?"

Joan went inside and pushed Nash into a chair. "Stay." Nexxt, she went to prep her ingredients. A old potion of healing, six drops of her blood, a Angel's feather, and a bit of human marrow. Terrible things, but rubbed on any wound will heal it.

"I know a place, but you would have to trust me. It is dangerous to get too, but Patch would be safe." Faray seems tired, but determined.

Nathaniel decided not to watch the process; perhaps he didn't want to know. He sat patiently with his hands folded in his lap

Joan mixed it over a burner in the other room. Carefully carrying it over to Nash. She started rubbing the foul liquid over his wings, burning her hands and rehealing them in the process.

She new it would be painful, to distract him she asked, "Why did you attempt to fight so many?"

He flinched as the hot mixture touched his wings, but bit his lip so he wouldn't cry out. This is going to help… Joan said it would, just deal with it for right now. "I thought I could do it… I wanted to prove myself. But I'm not ready, it was foolish to attempt such a thing." He looked down, seemingly disappointed in himself

Will sighs and nods. "Fine lead the way." Patch shakes his head and looks at the blood that he shed. "I don't know either of you." He turns to Will, "I mean, I trust you. But how do I know that I'm gonna be safe?"

Joan could see the wings progress once she had covered in in a healthy layer. "So?" She asked again.

please can i enter a character ?

"I think it was foolish, yes, but that's how we learn."

Nathaniel certainly felt something different in his wings, though he was afraid to look back and see. The pain distracted him from his surroundings.

Joan circled around to see his face. "Hey, look at me, that's how we learn. Tell me something about you."

i will enter one anyways

name:Lucas Blackblade
age :15
Hieght:5'3
apearance:brown hair,black eyes,scarred
he is a demon and hates angels because he was cast out of heaven at a very young age

Nathaniel looked up at Joan. "Well, I live with my parents, Tobias and Christina. My friend who helped me get down here is called Patience."

"Nash, tell me something else about you."

"Something else," Joan wanted to distract him badly.

Lucas looked over the smoking battle field with disgust.Thousands of rotting corpses and broken armor covered the bleak field.Out of the corner of his eye he saw a lone angel and smiled , with inhumane speed and strength he leapt over to it and before it had a chance to react it's head was on the ground