#mgwynns

[angelthird]

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warren raises an eyebrow, impressed and intrigued. megan's wings are different, like nothing he's ever encountered before, and the way the sunlight hits them gives off a sort of iridescent quality and warren can't help but stare.

catching himself lingering for too long, however, his gaze drifts to the ground for a moment before unfurling his own set of wings; the action generating enough wind to ruffle hair, fabric, and stray papers alike. while they weren't nearly as impressive as his older counterpart's, they were still often a bit of a sight to behold.

" – like what you see?" he grins.

[angelthird]

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he snorts, "well, they were a little limited on options," massive white wings stretch outward as he shows them off, "i think if they had started calling me dove instead, scott would never have let me hear the end of it. pixie's cool as hell though, kinda punk rock."

[pquills]

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"no, you're right. i've spent more of my life in space than i have on earth, i'm sure i've seen more people with wings than i remember. also, that seems like, you know, a consent issue –" quill blinked, a bit bewildered that most people would have the gall to behave like that. while being more on the flirtatious side was something that came fairly naturally to peter, one thing he never did was touch someone without their consent.