Jul 30, 2022
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Got inspired by @dailyrowlet ‘s wonderful work and adorable art style, and I wanted to give it try! Very fun 💖
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Mint birb ✨
Got inspired by @dailyrowlet ‘s wonderful work and adorable art style, and I wanted to give it try! Very fun 💖
And now the Rainbow is Complete:
A Rainbow Angel!
The only thing Mihr knew about the last angel was that they were a rainbow of colors and that none of those colors matched with each other. The pink angel wasn’t hard to find... Purah crash landed onto Theliel, then ran away, only to be found using the sound of his newly discovered harp. Who knew the harp could sound so beautiful?
Maybe the new angel could give them a trail to follow as well? What to look for though? One thing that Mihr thought of, was trying their crown. It managed to work for Hael, even though she almost didn’t answer and tried to hide away from them all.
Mihr reached their hand up and touched their laurel crown. “Rainbow angel, I want us to meet. Where are you?”
“Bold bastard, aren’t you?” came a reply, to which Mihr began grinning. At least he knows how to use the crown. “I can’t be bothered with your rebellious attitude, leave me be.”
“Someone’s being sassy!” Theliel laughed through Mihr’s head. “Wow, get your spandex out of your ass and relax. All of us are like siblings, why not join us?”
“I have more important things than tending to your childish joys.” the rainbow angel scoffed. “I’m not going to entertain you any further.”
Mihr narrowed their eyes. Wow, he isn’t being very cooperative with them. No matter. They will befriend this angel like all the others, he will be no different. But where to find him? He’s not outside, or else Theo and Hael would have spotted him. He could be in the halls, Target Smashing, Homerun Smash.. he didn’t sound like he was in a match or he would have been slightly winded in speaking.
The black angel put a hand on their forehead to think. They hadn’t come across him in Target Smashing or Homerun Smash, they’ve checked there before multiple times.
“Ahhh~~.....!” A loud sigh of pleasure rang through Mihr’s head and they froze.
“Purah, take off your damn crown!” Theliel’s voice yelled through their head.
“S-sor-....!” Purah cried, but taking off his crown mid-apology cut him off.
“Oh my Goddess-... is he serious?” it was the rainbow angel again.
“It happens more often than you think.” Azriel chuckled in response. “He forgets to take his crown off when-...”
“Azriel, shut the hell up we don’t need you to finish that-...” Theo’s voice interrupted the blue angel. There was a slight muffling sound coming through the crown. “Who’s eating?”
“I am, sorry that was rude.” replied the rainbow angel.
“For someone who didn’t want to entertain us, you sure are speaking a whole lot.” Theo mused with a grin on his face. He glanced over to Hael and winked at her. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d assume you secretly want to greet us, but you’re too shy to do it!”
All of this chattering gave Mihr a chance to figure out where this rainbow angel was hiding, and that last comment from him gave the black angel a pretty good idea of where to check.
Kitchen.
Mihr made their way to the kitchen, trotting and pushed the door open. The rainbow angel was, in fact, in the kitchen, and the sudden intrusion startled him. He spun around, dropping the bowl that was in his arms and it spilled the contents all over the floor.
“What is your problem!?” the rainbow angel yelled, clinging to the counter for support. “You don’t sneak up on someone like that!? The hell is wrong with you!?”
“I didn’t mean to scare you, but if you weren’t so sneaky in being seen I wouldn’t have to search hard to find you.” Mihr answered nonchalantly, shrugging.
“Well, you found me... so get the hell out!” the rainbow angel snapped angrily, standing up straight from the counter.
“No...” the black angel answered, slowly making their way over towards the other. This caused the rainbow angel to move in the opposite direction, glaring at them. “Don’t move away from me-... I only want us to be friends.”
“Shove it up your ass, Dark Pit wannabe!” the rainbow angel snapped, quickly taking this opportunity to run away from Mihr and dash towards the exit of the kitchen. The black angel was quick to follow after, however. The rainbow angel managed to get to the door, but Mihr grabbed their toga and gave a yank.
This did not grant the result they wanted though. The rainbow angel’s clip popped off, causing their toga to fall from their shoulder and dangle by their belt. But that wasn’t the shocking part.
What shocked Mihr were the breasts they saw poking up from the spandex shirt. The rainbow angel quickly covered his chest, a flushed glare on his face. “You fucking jackass!” he screamed, pulling back a fist to punch at Mihr. Having several years of fighting, the black angel grabbed the other’s wrist and twisted his arm behind his back and pinned him against the wall rather roughly. “You fucking prick! Get off of me!”
“No...” Mihr answered calmly and quietly. The rainbow angel began to shake and tremble. “It’s okay if you’ve got a girl’s body... we won’t hate you because of it...”
“I’m not a GIRL!” the rainbow angel screamed, his voice cracking as he had begun crying. “I’m a BOY!” Mihr opened their mouth to speak against him, but the other continued. “I’m an ABOMINATION! I’m DISGUSTING! I’ve got them BOTH! Goddess DAMMIT!” The black angel slowly let the rainbow angel go and he collapsed to the ground in sobs, covering his face. “I’m a FREAK! Just GO AWAY AND LEAVE ME ALONE!”
“No...” Mihr repeated once more, kneeling down to the rainbow angel and reaching up to brush the tears away... but the other shoved them away. “I won’t call you a girl... and I won’t call you a boy. You can be like me, neutral.”
“The hell are you talking about?” the rainbow angel snarled, not bothering to look up at them.
“I don’t identify with a gender. My siblings refer to me as ‘they’ and ‘them.’ And Hael... she identifies as female, even though she has a male’s body. And sometimes Sachiel switches genders.” Mihr informed, reaching up once more to touch the rainbow angel’s face. “I don’t care what your sex is, whether it’s male, female, both, or if it was neither. I will call you whatever makes you comfortable. Because you are not an abomination... you are my sibling, and like the others I will love you unconditionally.”
“Goddess y-you’re sappy a-as fuck...” the rainbow angel stuttered under their breath, pushing Mihr’s hands away once again. Mihr couldn’t help but chuckle, reaching up and patting the rainbow angel’s head and leaning closer, placing a kiss to his forehead. “Stop b-being sappy...”
“No.” Mihr hummed, glad that they weren’t pushed away again. “I love you, Rahmiel... and I’ll love you always and forever~.”
“You’ve named all the others, and now it’s my turn huh?” the rainbow angel whispered. “So tell me then... what does it mean?”
“It means... Rahmiel, Angel of Mercy and Love.”
“I knew you were fucking sappy... dammit Mihr.” Rahmiel chuckled, reaching up and rubbing one of their eyes as a smile graced their lips. “Fine... R-Rahmiel... and... th-they please...”
“As you wish~.” Mihr cooed, leaning closer and placing another kiss to Rahmiel’s forehead. They then reached up and touched their laurel crown. “Everyone, I’d like for you to greet Rahmiel, the newest edition to our family~... Please, say ‘hi’ to them for me, will you~?”
How to Fly for Dummies, Cupid Edition:
It’s been almost 7 years since Brawl came out... and now Smash 4 is here and Master Hand came up with 2 new Pit palette swaps. Two new siblings for Mihr to recruit. And this time, they have help from their siblings. The moment Mihr got the word of the two new angels, they gathered their siblings and spread them out to go and locate them. Unfortunately, even though they were created, they weren’t immediately released upon being woken up... but instead, were kept away with the other newly created palette swaps.
It wasn’t for a couple of days before the new swaps were released to mingle. The delay caught the siblings off guard, and meeting the first new angel was a complete accident... and Theliel and Hael were the first ones to find him.
It was the pink one.
Theliel was taking a nap under the sun with Hael laying next to him. It was quiet, for the most part except for the soft rustle of the leaves in the wind. A leaf fell from the tree and landed on the mint angel’s face, causing him to awaken. He opened his eyes and brushed the leaf aside. As his eyes began to adjust... something caught his attention.
A quick something. A pink angel was falling towards them. Theliel reacted quickly and shoved Hael to the side, unintentionally and roughly waking her. The pink angel crash landed on top of Theliel painfully, the two of them knocking heads together.
“Theo-...!” Hael cried, her eyes widening as realization hit. This was one of their siblings. “Wh-...”
“What the hell is your problem!?” the mint angel barked angrily, shoving the pink angel off. “You fucking idiot, that hurt!”
“Sorry! Didn’t know that-... the flying thing it-... ahhh, sorry!” the pink angel quickly apologized before scampering to his feet and dashing off.
“No wait-...!” Theo called back, reaching for the pink angel... but he was gone. “Shit-... he’s one of our-...” Immediately he reached up and touched his crown. “Mihr, the pink one is heading inside-... he just crash landed on me!”
“That sounds painful...” Sachiel mused in response.
“I’ll find him.” Mihr informed as they began to make their way towards where the garden was at, as quickly as they could. Pink one landed on top of Theo? How on this Earth? Did he not know that the Power of Flight runs out? Well.. considering he’s new, it’s not surprising what he doesn’t know.
Mihr got to the door which lead to the garden and pushed the door opened. No pink angel, but they saw Theliel and Hael huddled together. Wait, how did they miss him? The black angel trotted over to the two of them.
“Theo, are you okay?” Mihr asked quickly, crouching down to the two of them.
“I’m fine...” Theliel answered, rubbing his head. “He just fell out of the sky like a damn rocket... dummy apparently didn’t know that the Power of Flight runs out.”
“Theo... please don’t be mean.” Hael cooed softly, reaching up and rubbing his head. “I’m sure he didn’t mean it...”
“I’m sure.” the mint angel scoffed, frowning a bit. “Whatever, did you find him Mihr?”
“No...” Mihr answered. “Hael, take care of Theo, I’m gonna go try and find him.” The golden angel gave a small nod, snuggling up closer to the mint angel. The black angel stood up and made their way back into Smash Mansion. How could they have missed the pink angle? There is only one way in and out of the garden, except for flying up to windows... but his Power of Flight obviously ran out or he wouldn’t have fallen on Theo. So that left them a bit confused.
Mihr went back inside and went searching the hallways. He had to be here somewhere... it’s not that hard to find a pink angel.
Wait, what is that? Is that music? A harp, more specifically.
Mihr followed their ears to one of the bedrooms. Once they had located it, they put their ear to the door, just to be sure they’ve got the correct door. The black angel then opened the door and opened it... and goodness were they surprised.
There was the pink angel, playing on a large harp... and his room was pink. Pink and rainbows, plus a ton of bunny hoods and tanooki leaves. How did he-...?
The pink angel glanced towards the door, seeing Mihr stand there. He squeaked and jumped up, stumbling over the chair he was on and fell backwards. “W-What’re you doing in here!? What magic do you have!? I locked that!”
“It wasn’t locked-...” Mihr informed, raising a brow and pointing towards the door. “I didn’t know you could play the harp.”
“I-... found it... and I started playing...” the pink angel whispered, slowly sitting up and running his fingers across the strings. “It... it’s weird. I found it in one of the other rooms, and after playing it... when I came back to my room, it was just here... And I can’t seem to remember what room it was originally in.”
“You sure are forgetful, huh Purah?” Mihr questioned with a chuckle to their voice.
“Yeah... I guess so.” the pink angel agreed.
“Do you know what it means?” the black angel then asked, tilting their head slightly.
“What does what mean?”
“The name...”
“What name?”
“You really are Purah, Angel of Forgetfulness.”
Kindness is in Many Forms:
(Hael will be referred to as male in this because she does not yet identify as female. So it is not being insensitive, it’s simply before her own self discovery)
Three angels... one left. The yellow one. It had been a couple of days now, surely the Subspace Emissary is over by now. Even if not, certainly he could be given a break? Mihr had gotten to know Theliel, Azriel, and Sachiel a bit... and was glad they did. Apparently through their Laurel crowns, they are able to speak to one another. It works by touching the golden leaf crown and speaking. But even doing this, the yellow angel never responded. Maybe they don’t know how to?
Mihr decided to try. Laying in their bed, staring at their ceiling... they raised one hand up and touched their crown. “Hey... golden angel? If you can hear me... I want to talk to you. We want to talk to you. Me, Theliel, Azriel, Sachiel... your brothers. Raise your hand and touch the crown on your head and just speak. Let us know where you are.”
Silence.
Mihr waited quietly. One minute... two... three. They then took their hand away and sat up, slipping off their bed and decided to go and do something. Laying in wait obviously isn’t going to help them any. The black angel opened their door and stepped out, just as they did, the door next to them was shut. Curious, they walked over and knocked on the door.
No answer.
Oh well. Mihr shrugged it off as a sleepy Smasher and walked on down the hall. Where could he be, anyways? Maybe this one likes the Homerun Sandbag smashing thing? Worth a shot, after all. So the black angel made their way towards the Homerun Sandbag Smash. As they pranced along, they could hear voices in their head... two of their brothers talking...
“Hey Theo, want to join me at Target Smashing?”
“Nah, I’m relaxing out in the garden with Sachiel. He’s making a bunch of flower crowns, flower rings... you should come and see.”
“Alright~! Hey Mihr, want to join?”
In which Mihr raised a hand up and touched their crown. “No, I’m still trying to find the yellow angel.” they responded. “You all enjoy your time together. If I can’t find him, I’ll let you know and head on over.” The black angel went along their way towards the Homerun Smash.
Much to their dismay... the whole place was empty... which was unusual. It was bustling with life just the other day. Well, only suggestion they could come up with is that more of the Smashers are in matches and some are simply cooped up in their room.
Homerun Smash out the way, time to check out Target Smash. Mihr made their way over there but in the end was given nearly the same result... although there were a few Smashers in there, none of them were the yellow angel.
A bit discouraged, Mihr left the Target Smash room and began to make it back towards their room. They reached their hand up and touched their crown. “Alright guys, I can’t find him, so I’m going back to my room real fast then be outside with you.”
“Alright Mihr, see you soon~!” Sachiel chimed back through the crown.
“No rush Mihr, the sun is going to be up for several more hours.” Theliel added.
Mihr gave a soft hum with a shrug. They didn’t want to keep them waiting if they could help it.
“Uh... uhm... h-hi...” came another voice through their crowns, though it almost went unnoticed because of how quiet it was. Mihr paused, standing absolutely still so that they could listen better.
“Hey there Goldie.” Came Theliel’s voice over the crown. “Do you want to come outside and hang out with us?” There wasn’t a reply. Mihr raised their hands up and touched their crown.
“Goldie-... I want to meet you.” the black angel informed, speaking in a soft and gentle tone of voice. Already they could tell that he was shy... so they had to be careful in how they approached him. “Can we meet up? We can all hang out and get to know each other~.”
There wasn’t a reply. Mihr waited, and so did the others... but still nothing. The black angel removed their hands from their crown and continued to walk towards their room.
“Hey Goldie, come and play?” Sachiel asked quietly. “Pretty please~?” A moment of silence. “Oh-... okay, I won’t bother him. Sorry Goldie.”
Mihr turned the corner back towards their own room, and saw the golden angel in the hallway... all by himself. The black angel stopped immediately and stared. The golden angel was hunched down on the ground, leaning against the wall with their beautiful golden wings encasing him.
“Goldie...” Mihr whispered. Immediately the golden angel’s head snapped up towards them and the black angel jumped a bit. He then stood up from the floor and ran back towards Mihr’s bedroom. The black angel ran after, but the golden angel ran into the room right next to their’s and slammed the door shut. “Goldie-...!” Mihr called out. They stopped outside of his room and waited. “Goldie-... come back out... I only want to talk...”
“No...” he answered from the other side. Mihr reached over and grabbed the door handle, slowly twisting it open. Seems he left it unlocked in his panic. The black angel carefully pushed it open. “No... please...” the golden angel begged, moving away from the door.
“You don’t have to be afraid...” Mihr cooed softly, stepping into the bedroom and shutting the door behind them.
“Please, I’m just some clone... leave me alone.” the golden angel whimpered, hanging his head as tears began to form in his eyes. “I’m not like you... I’m not like them... I’m... I’m just Pit...”
“No you’re not.” the black angel informed as they walked up to the other. The golden angel flinched and tried to step back, only to be cornered against the wall. “Goldie, look at me.” Mihr persisted gently, reaching over and grabbing his hands. “Goldie... look... you aren’t Pit. We were created in his image to fight, but that doesn’t make us Pit. Goldie, look at me...” Slowly, the golden angel lifted his head up, tears streaming down his cheeks. “Hey~... there’s no need to cry~...”
“I-...”
“Shhh, Hael, you don’t need to speak~....” Mihr cooed, gently wiping the tears from his face before placing a kiss on his forehead. They rested their forehead against the other’s.
“Hael, my Angel of Kindness~... welcome to our family~... you don’t need to worry or fear, for I will protect you and keep you safe~. I will love you, forever and always~.”
Sense of Touch does not Compare to Sense of Belonging:
Half way done, but Mihr quickly learned that one of the angels is inaccessible. The yellow one. He’s doing the Subspace Emissary with Pit as P2... which foiled part of the black angel’s plans... but he won’t be gone for long, only delaying them. They are black, and they found green and red, which leaves the blue angel as the next one for them to find.
Endless halls for Mihr to explore, where they going to be able to find him today? It was personal to them that they find the blue angel... they’ve already found two and one is out of commission until he’s done with the Subspace Emissary. Where could he be-...?
The black angel could feel time ticking away as they wandered aimlessly, and it was getting on their nerves how hard it was to find another angel.
“Hey grouch, find the others?” Theliel’s voice echoed through the halls as he brushed up against Mihr. “Had the little red one come up to me and practically scream his name to me. Sachiel, huh? Cute, for a little cutie.” Mihr brushed off the nickname of ‘grouch’ and let the green angel lean against him. “So, what are you doing anyways? You’re walking aimlessly and I think it’s boring to watch you walk the same hall over and over again.”
“I’m trying to find the blue angel.” Mihr answered, rolling their eyes at Theliel’s comments. “I’m walking the same hall over and over in case I missed him.”
“I bet I know a place you haven’t checked yet.” Theliel hummed with a shit-eating smirk on his face. This caused the black angel to raise a brow, now a bit interested. “Target Smashing room... since Smash opened up, it’s been a favorite place to be next to the garden outside. My bet, the blue one is smashing targets.”
What a wonderful idea, why hadn’t they thought of it? As Mihr took a step to move away, Theliel stumbled a bit to regain his balance, but was quickly in tow of the other as the pair walked down the halls towards the Target Smashing room. The walk between the two was silent, Theliel with his arms up behind his head and casually glancing around the halls... whilst Mihr was staring straight ahead in a focused manner.
“So, grouch, got a name for yourself?” Theliel questioned, taking a glance towards the black angel. “I mean... you gave me my name, you gave Sachiel a name... you’re obviously going to give the blue one and the yellow one names once you find them... so...?”
“Mihr.” the black angel replied, which caused the green one to start snickering. “What-...?”
“Dude, that sounds like a girl’s name.” Theliel informed with a wide grin. “Oh Mihr, please be a dear and go fetch the red velvet muffins~...” And then he began to laugh. Mihr only rolled their eyes at the other’s behavior. “Pish posh, don’t get your precious granny panties in a bunch lil’ Mihr~...”
“Theliel, you say one more thing and I’ll deck your ass.” the black angel threatened, turning a glare back to the green angel. Immediately Theliel threw his hands up and tensed, almost as if bracing for impact. “Theliel, I love you-... but don’t piss me off.”
“Bro, you’re throwing profanity at me, I know you’re serious-...” Theliel informed, smiling a bit nervously. “Just-... tone it down a little, I didn’t mean any harm...”
“Sure you didn’t...” Mihr scoffed, shaking their head and continued their walking. The green angel was hesitant for a moment before quickly following after. A few more paces, and the two were at the Target Smashing room. As the black angel pushed the door open, it was surprising loud. And not with the sounds of targets being smashed, it was laughter. Both of the angels walked in, and tied up in the ropes of the target smashing... was the blue angel.
“How the heck did he manage that?” Theliel questioned, his voice a low whisper. The blue angel was tightly wrapped in the ropes, dangling upside down with a dorky grin on his face. “And what is he smiling for-...?”
“Your guess is as good as mine, but we need to get him down.” Mihr replied, trying to break through the crowd. In the middle of trying to fight through, the blue angel began laughing. Finding it difficult to push through the other Smasher, the black angel held their hand out, allowing their Goddess Bow to materialize into their hands. Pulling back the magic string, Mihr fired an arrow at the rope holding the blue angel up... causing him to drop to the ground.
“Oh, that’s one way to get down-...” the blue angel mused, wiggling within the fallen ropes to try and get free. The laughter has ceased, and most of the Smashers had disappeared from the Target Smashing room. The blue angel glanced up, seeing both Mihr and Theliel standing above him. “Hey-...”
“Hey.” Mihr whispered back as they crouched down, sat their blade aside and began to unravel the blue angel from the rope. “Hope that fall didn’t hurt you, was hard to get through the crowd.”
“Nah, you’re good. Pit wouldn’t have been hurt from a fall like that, and neither would I~.” the blue angel chuckled with a grin as he assisted in getting the ropes off. “Can you believe it?”
“Believe what? You got stuck in ropes?” Theliel questioned, raising a brow and crossing his arms over his chest. “Nope, can’t believe it at all.”
“That’s not what I meant.” the blue angel informed, now finally free of the ropes. He stood up and held his arms open wide, cerulean wings extending to their full length. “Look at us~... we’re Pit!” Both Mihr and Theliel tensed considerably at that, but the blue one went on. “A kick butt angel who fought Gods and won! A servant to the Goddess Palutena~! And all the good things he’s done and-...!”
“You aren’t Pit.” Mihr interrupted the blue one, standing up and reaching a hand over to cover his mouth. “None of us are Pit.”
“What are you talking about-...?” the blue one asked, tearing Mihr’s hand away from his mouth. “How can you say that? He’s the most amazing guy ever!”
“What do we have in common with Pit aside from his looks?” Theliel hummed as he unfolded his arms and gave a shrug. “I bet you can’t think of anything.”
“Sure I can!” the blue angel barked back, but he then paused. Nothing came to mind. “We-... he-... uh-...”
“Wouldn’t it be better to fight along side him as a side kick instead of trying to impersonate someone you’re not?” Mihr suggested, and at that, the blue angel’s eyes lit up a bit. “But what kind of side kick name is ‘Blue Pit’ anyways?”
“W-what do you think? What would fit?” the blue angel gasped.
“Azriel, Angel of Destruction.”
The blue angel’s eyes lit up and he began grinning wide.
“Wait, why that?” Theliel wondered with a furrowed brow.
“What better name for an angel who will destroy all the enemies he encounters?” Mihr hummed, glancing back at the green angel. “Pit and Azriel? Perfect duo, if you ask me.”
Brute Force, but Only for the Bull Headed:
Four other angels Mihr had to find. They didn’t have any fights set up just yet, so now was the perfect time to locate the others and bring light to them. Mihr was calmly walking, watching fighters pass... some casting them a glance while others paid them no mind.
It’s better they don’t communicate with the black angel as they were on a mission and couldn’t be bothered with idle conversation with anyone.
Where could the other angels be? It’s not like they should be hard to find... they’re all ANGELS for Heavens sake. Mihr made a bit of a face, crossing their arms and stopping. A map of Smash Mansion was in their head, they knew where they were at and simply couldn’t get lost... but that doesn’t help when trying to locate the others.
A rough shove was given to the black angel, catching them off guard and causing them to stumble. Before Mihr could retaliate in anger, the green angel walked past with sword in hand... the culprit of the shove. Perfect. Located one of them.
Before the green angel could get out of reach, Mihr roughly grabbed him by his wrist and shoved him up against the wall.
“What the heck is your problem!?” the green angel snapped, raising his hand up that had his sword. Mihr grabbed the other wrist and roughly slammed it against the wall, causing the other angel to drop his sword. “This is against the rules! You aren’t allowed to fight out of matches!”
“Shut up.” Mihr growled, narrowing their eyes at the green angel. “I didn’t come here to fight you.”
“You’re nuts.” the green angel scoffed, narrowing their eyes back at the other. “I knew there were other angels, but if I knew they were as crazy as you, I’d have avoided you like a disease.” After saying that, he began to struggle and try to get the black angel off, however he was unsuccessful as Mihr proved too strong to fight against. “Get off of me! You freaking creep!”
“I wonder if it feels good if I called you a clone.” Mihr hummed, a low tone to their voice. This caused the green angel to cease struggling, a now deep snarl emanating from his throat. “It stings, doesn't it? But that’s the reason why I’m here, talking to you.” The green angel began to glare at the black angel, but regardless... Mihr continued. “Take a look at yourself... do you really think you’re just a clone? What do you have in common with Pit anyways?”
“Are you blind too?” the green questioned, tensing a bit and trying once more to push Mihr off... yet his attempt proved fruitless again. “Dang it, GET OFF!”
“We share his face, but that’s all we have in common with that white angel.” Mihr answered, letting the green angel move up from the wall a bit, only to slam him against it once more. “Stop that-...”
“You’re the one attacking me!” the green angel screamed in anger.
“On the contrary, I’m only preventing you from leaving. Your struggling is why your being slammed against the wall.” Mihr clarified, a calm tone to their voice. “If you would calm down, and stop struggling, I wouldn’t have to hurt you... I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You seem to do a great job of not wanting to hurt me.” the green angel spoke sarcastically, rolling his eyes with a huff. “What the heck do you want, anyways?”
“I want to free you.”
Immediately this elicited a confused look from the green angel, but he ceased all attempts to struggle against the black angel.
“Free you from Pit, your connections with him. Because you aren’t his clone... neither of us are. We were created to look like him, but by no means do we have to be him. Do you see what I mean?” Slowly, the green angel gave a nod though he still showed a look of confusion, and it seemed to be mixed with a bit of worry. Mihr then began to smile softly, letting go of one of the green angel’s wrist to caress his cheek. “You don’t have to do anything, Theliel... you don’t have to cause a ruckus, you don’t need to go and beat anyone, just... be yourself... and I will support you 100%.”
“Theliel...?” the green angel repeated, his voice a soft whisper. Tears began to prick in the corners of his eyes, immediately reaching up to wipe them away... but Mihr stopped him and brushed the tears away themself.
"Theliel, Angel Prince of Love. That’s your name, that’s who you are now.”
Chen: *she tugs on Theliel's toga* Heeey! Green Tengu! I wanna show you something!
“Hey there Chen~. What is it that you want to show me?”
B;; “I’m not accusing anyone, I’m just saying it looks suspicious.” (To whichever muse you want ;^]]] )
“Like you’re one to talk-… why are you roaming out in the hallways in the middle of the night as well? I have reasons for being out this late… and to my knowledge, you do not.”