#;secrets

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“What is it you want little buddy? Huh?” Darcy scratched the small kitten on its belly. “Fine we can keep him.” He smiled. “One condition though, you are not naming the cat.” He literally named his brother Crutchie after he lost his leg. He was not naming the kitten.

“But Darce” Jack whined he had the perfect name for the scruffy kitten. “Tell me Scruff JR isn’t the best name for this little guy.” He looked around once before leaning into Darcy’s chest. “I’m glad your gonna keep him though, I couldn’t at the lodging without Kloppmann finding out”

[ofstarsxsins]

Hanar falls in step beside Aurel, ready to steady him if needed. "It's fine! I'm not a threat and he's not one so there's nothing to worry about!~"

" ... I guess you're right... I just never know... how he would act... " One hand would reach for Hanar, fingertips just touching the dragons arm. In a way trying to keep balance as he lead the way. As they reached the pavilion, there was indeed a bag there. So Vazrel should be around... perhaps a bit deeper...

[ofstarsxsins]

How do they understand the world–what kind of worldview and thought processes do they have? Why?

[for aurel and antares owo]

42 character development questions!

Aurel has learned a lot of heavens secrets alongside his brother. As much as he wished he could believe in the teachings, it is hard to cling onto them when he knows most of the high order couldn't give a shit.

He is a gentle soul, and perhaps would've been a great guardian angel. That is why it often hurts him to know what heaven does, yet he stays there. Because he does believe that's where he belongs. Because he doesn't know any better.

Antares always lived with Lucifers rule, he believes in freedom of the individual, and he knows heaven does not share that view. Hell is the only place he can just... well, be. He never would condemn those who stayed in heaven or believe in different things, however will defend their Kings views because he shares them.

[ofstarsxsins]

Hanar can't help but lean into Aurel's touch, can't help but understand him. "There's nothing wrong wishing my friend had better." Because choosing familiarity, choosing kin, over safety shouldn't have to happen.

The dragon squeals when they arrive at the lonely garden, the sound like someone coming home for the first time in years. Things have changed but there's still the familiar things that bring forth nostalgia and yearning, and home. "This is your brother's doing?"

Aurel slowly nodded. " He... always took a liking to cultivating plants... " The angel would ever so lightly move, motioning that he would like to stand on his own now. " He... learned of medicine and pharmaceutical uses of his plants... that's why this is the first place that came to my mind. "

[ofstarsxsins]

An angel that refuses to abide by a rigid hierarchy's rules... That's vaguely familiar, but the details are murky. "Then why haven't they killed him already?" Maybe if Aurel's realm didn't sound like her workspace, Hanar could understand how his brother still lives.

Aurel sighed softly, closing his eyes for a moment. That was... quite a good question. " Because he made himself indispensable. " It was tough to really explain what Vazrel did without saying too much. Where their ranks came from. What Vazrel risked and gained. " And we know... too much. He threatens the higher ups with that, he has a backup if they ever tried to dispose of him... So he became... untouchable. "

[ofstarsxsins]

"If you've got the strength to do it..." Hanar's grip shifts to a firmer one to better support Aurel. And... it's probably best to let him guide the way. If anything else, it should keep him conscious.

Aurel nodded. " I'm fine enough for that... " Especially with Hanar carrying him. He opened his eyes and motioned with his hand towards one direction. " Just follow... that way. "

[ofstarsxsins]

❛ I can hear your heartbeat from here. Are you nervous or excited? ❜ [-pushes hanar at aurel again-]

Suggestive Starters

Aurel looked aside for a moment, his hand placed at his chest. His heart indeed was racing, but Hanar was also so very close to him. The warmth. Everything. " ... mostly nervous. "