forum Modern/Urban Fantasy Highschool RP. (Closed!!!)

Started May 16, 2018 by shurikenwolfbadass_13

tune

Ryan was quiet as he looks at the school, a frown covering his face.

(Odd… I thought I replied. I swear I'd lose my head if it wasn't attached to my neck)

(Hmh?)

"Alright! Should we get going?" The angel wondered, walking towards it.

Ryan starts, then nods, "Y-yeah, alright." He hums, placing his hands in his pockets.

"Alright." Raziel said, snapping his fingers. His clothes repaired themselves. He looked towards Ryan. "You need me to do that or are you good?

Ryan chuckles, "I'm a mage. I can handle it." He taps his finger against his leg and his clothes are replaced by a grey tank-top, jeans, combat boots and a necklace bearing a cross.

(He's not religious though)

(Neither is Raziel, ironically enough.)
"Nice threads pal." The fallen one said. He paused. "Those kids back there, I, uh, read their minds. They were given their powers by an oni and a tengu."

He visibly paled, before clearing his throat. "Wonderful. It's no wonder why I wasn't able to…" he hisses, clenching his fists at his side.

"What is it?" Raziel asked, clutching his shoulders urgently. "You can talk to me…" Awkward silence.

Ryan looks at him, "When I was little, I was… well, I was practicing magic… I had a little sister, she was a non magi, and well… let's say, I was cursed and she was killed." He says stiffly, turning his head away.

"Oh." Raziel said. He stared into his eyes, and hugged him, pressing Ryan's head against his shoulder.

Ryan starts, before gently hugging the other back. He sighs, biting his lip. He clings onto Raziel, trying to control his breathing.

Razz wraps his arms around Ryan, resting his chin on top of Ryan's head. "It's OK. Feel free to vent." He says. He stands there with him.

"It… it was my fault…" he says softly. "I could've protected her…" he whispers, a tear flashing down his cheek. He had never told anyone about his sister's death. About what had happened.

"I'm, sorry for your loss." Raziel said, pressing Ryan against himself. He felt him shudder, and engulfed him. He kissed his forehead with the numbing kiss that all fallen angels can use on occasion.

Ryan releases a breath, falling into Raziel's embrace, calming down. He felt the numbing kiss and his hurt turned into a dull throb of loss. He shuts his eyes, holding on tightly to Raziel.

Raziel himself let's loose one tear. A red droplet on the ground. He could smell it from there, oddly sweet.
"It's OK." He said, holding the magician. He rubbed his back.

Ryan clutches to him, humming softly, "I love you." He whispers, breathing in Raziels intoxicating smell.

"I love you too." He says, rubbing the magician's arm. He ruffles his hair, and walks off. "You comin'?"

Ryan nods, wiping his eyes a little bit. "Yeah, let's get outta here." he mutters.

Raziel passes the stop sign he tied his bike to yesterday, and strolls into the parking lot. He looks back, to see Ryan and Cicada. He can hear sirens wailing, and see the lights. Best to be prepared in case we have to intervene again. He snaps his fingers, and is enveloped by a long, baggy, deep pocketed trenchcoat, with more buttons and zippers than his usual clothes. It's two long tails bustle about him in the lazy wind.

Ryan hears the sirens and perks, "What's going on?" He asks, looking towards Raziel, hurrying to catch up with him.

Cressida walks over to them. "You okay?"

"I dialed 911 after we nailed those kids. Relax, they'll be put in antimagic facilities." Raziel says, as Cressida appears. "What's up sweetheart?"

Cicada nodded, "That's good."

Ryan releases a breath and nods, humming slightly under his breath. His eyes appeared a brighter blue after crying, almost electric blue.