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[itasedhim]

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Darcy innocently (or not so innocently) bends over and picks up what she had dropped, she glances behind her and notices Dean staring “You going to take a picture? Or can I stand up now?” She says with a smirk, standing back up to meet his gaze

[iusticae]

There was no safety in this world. It was a vicious, unforgiving planet. And yet, angels insisted on remaining on this small, rotating ball out of some misguided belief they were meant to watch over it for an absent father. For some, it was a lost cause; but for Galmon, she served a father she had never met.

The runt had strayed too far from home this time. She was alone. For the first time in her long life, she had no one to help her. Her brethren numbers were scattered and stretched far too thin. No one would be coming to the rescue. Perhaps that was why the demons ambushed her now. They knew she was at her weakest. 

Galmon was never raised to be a fighter. Oh, angels were meant to be soldiers of god, but she had never been good in a combat situation. Worse yet, the demons surrounding her were armed with angel blades. Another sign of how many of her brothers and sisters had fallen. Their attacks were highly coordinated and strategized. Oddly, they were not going in for the kill. Had they wanted her dead, her wings would be ash upon the ground by now.

Fallen to the ground, her hands pressed hard against her vessel’s abdomen, trying to keep the mixture of blood and grace from pouring out of her. She was no match for the three powerful demons, even at her fullest strength. Head bowed low, she awaited whatever tortures they had in store for her. (@hellboundhighschooldropout)