Nov 12, 2015
You are too cute and adorable, its hard to be both at the same time, but you pull it off. *huggles*
Oh my gosshhhh thank youuuu
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seen from China
You are too cute and adorable, its hard to be both at the same time, but you pull it off. *huggles*
Oh my gosshhhh thank youuuu
He wanders into the cafe. He sits down at one of the empty tables, his violin case at his side. He peers at the menu and smiles at the listing for the coffee. (This may not be my RP blog, but I do have a TG OC, I would like to rolaplay with you )
Ukina allowed her eyes to follow the stranger as they plopped themselves down into a seat. She smiled, quickly grabbing her notepad and gliding her way over to the customer.
“Hello and welcome! My name is Ukina, can I get you anything today?”
Oswald looked at him. He held the halo and sighed. "I guess some angels do, some angels are captured, some are killed and some are influenced by the Smiling God. As you can see these halos are darker, and have thorns." he said. He put the thorned halo on his head and his eyes flashed yellow a tad. "Smiling God Archangel at your service"
Marcus touched at his own halo, allowing the glamour to drip away and reveal it. It sat daintily atop his chocolate hair, glowing gold like his wings. “..Christ. I didn’t know th’ Smilin’ God had angels or whatever..”
Oswald looked at the halo. “Did I not state, oh I did not. Well what would you give me for the information about this halo and this…?” he asked, taking out of his pocket, a small silver halo
“Kiddo, I ain’t an expert on whose halo is like, whose. Some of us keep ‘em hidden, like me. Jus’ preference I guess.” Marcus shrugged, peering at he smaller halo.
Oswald sighed. He held the halo in his hand, he placed it around his wrist and it tightened around him, but did not affect him. He stood up and walked around the table and looked at Oswald. He looked around and had a questioned look. "Where are we?"
“Yer askin’ me, huh?” Marcus blinked, stretching. “Well… I guess.. I wan’ know where y’got that halo from.”
Oswald looked at the clock and back at Marcus. "Tick Tock. The Librarian awaits your reply" he said chuckling.
“M’reply on what?” Marcus quirked an eyebrow, wings fluffing.
K - "Blood does not affect either of us, as we play around with it, its part of the job" both brothers said in unison
Well, as long as you guys are doing your job! Say, is there anything I can help you gentlemen with?
K - We are simply visiting. Merlin is running up some leads and I always have a taste for blood in the morning, which you seem to be wearing on your clothing
I see.. Ah, yes, seems like I always got some stains on my shirts! I suppose you don’t mind too much?