forum Honestly I shouldn't be allowed to open rps. (Closed) (yes another one-on-one) (stalkers welcome!)

Started September 26, 2018 by @Dirt

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"Alright. So I'm guessing you'll need help? Because flying is out of the question for you?" Afriel wasn't sure she'd be able to carry him the whole way, but she would try if she had to.

Zackary sighed. "No, I'll be able to fly, but not for very long. I think I'll make it there, though." He shook his wings out.

"Right lets go then." Afriel scooped her bag from the ground and beat her wings to lift herself from the ground. Leading Wings back. The flight wasn't necacerly short, so she decided to make conversation. "You said Wings was your demon name? Does that mean you have another name?"

Zackary took a running start out of the cave and shot out, carefully stretching out his long wings. They were huge, it took a lot more to get him up in the air because of that. He flapped his wings to catch up to her, smoothly gliding forward.
"Yes, my Demon name is Wings. I do have another name," Zackary answered ambiguously.

"Uh-huh. And what is it? I don't think calling you by your demon name would be a good idea." Afriel slowed down a bit as to not tire him, or herself out.

Zackary's eyes jolted away. Should I tell her? It's a rather biblical name, she might laugh.
"Hmmm, if you'd like to know. It's Zackary."

Afriel almost pulled to a halt to look at him. "Zackary?" She asked in disbelief, "your name is Zackary?"

Zackary came to a slight pause too. "Yes, it is." He steeled himself for her laughter.

"And how exactly are you a demon?" Afriel narrowed her eyes to look at him as they flew. The camp growing closer.

"I made a contract. It turns out I was already half-Demon, so it made me a lot stronger than what I would've been in a contract, so I became an Infernal since Satan wanted to keep an eye on me."

"I see he's doing a wonderful job of that." Afriel joked. "Let me guess he's blind?" She raised and eye brow and let out a small laugh.

Zackary gave a slight laugh. "I guess he's not, huh?"

"Thankfuly." The camp came into view and Afriel singled for them to land. She didn't want Zackary to get shot down.

Zackary’s wings were shaking slightly at the joints as he gazed around wearily. He didn’t like having his huge black wings out in the open like this. They were like a shining beacon in the sky.

"Just, don't look shady?" Afriel offered a small smile. lets hope for the best.
They entered the camp and gazes imidently shot past Afriel to Zackary. Wispers braking out. "General, is that a demon?" Afriel shook her head yes and continued to walk through the camp. get to the tents. Explain. it was plain and simple, but not easy.

Zackary physically faltered under all the gazes, tightening his wings behind him until it hurt. They shook as he constricted them, but he tried to omit that. If they knew he was afraid, there was no telling what they’d do.

Dirty looks where passed, not only at Zackary, but also twords Afriel. The tents never seemed so far. After what seemed like miles they finally arrived. "Well, your still alive. That's a good sign." Afriel offered a stiff smile as she opened the flap to her tent and ushered Zackary in. "I'll talk to my higher ups at the next meeting."

(Towards, you’re)

Zackary gave a slight nod. He didn’t feel alive, that was for sure.
“Are we staying here or is there somewhere else that I can stay?”

"Most likely here. Do you wish to stay somewhere else?" Afriel cleared maps and paper from a chair only to stalk them on another chair. "There's-" she was cut off by angry shouting.
"Afriel! What have you done! Bringing a demon to our camp? What where you thinking?" The Lieutenant barging in only to stop short at the sight of Zackary.

Zackary was in the middle of responding with random gibberish to Afriel before whipping around to face the Lieutenant. He brought his wings closer together with a particularly strong surge of pain. Zackary himself seemed to shrink slightly before the angry Angel, hoping to… anyone that they wouldn’t kill him; or worse, turn him into the Demons.

"He has a very strong point to make." Afriel met the Lieutenants hard stare as to drawl it away from Zackary. "And he will be given a chance to speak at the next meeting."
The Lieutenant let out an angry puff of air before turning on his heels and leaving. "You okay Zackary?" Afriel turned back to him with an apologetic look.

Zackary’s wings gave a sligjt shiver in pain as he turned to look at Afriel. He felt lile his joints were ready to snap in half but he gave a slight nod.
“I guess I’m alright.”

(Sorry I have a lot going on irl and its hard to get on notebook lately.)

Afriel nodded and went back to clearing papers and stuff from chairs, and the floor. "Sorry its such a mess." She said hoping no one else would barge in.

(That’s alright.)

Zackary gave a slight nod and glanced over his shoulder nervously. He didn’t want anyone bursting in and demanding he left.

"Don't worry, I'm sure everything will work out." Afriel gave a reassuring smile, "I'm sure a meeting will be called soon, you can ma-" again she was interrupted, but this time by a horn sounding. "What the?"