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“how long has it last been since you slept?”

Though the question was heard clearly, it took quite a bit for golden optics to drift towards the angel; dark circles were evident beneath almond shaped eyes, they a telling sign of the sleep - or lack there of - that had caused Kemuel to be concerned. And though eyes met those of her partner, pupils did not dilate upon contact to show awareness, instead they remained distant. Glazed over with the struggle to remain alert and functioning.

“ Hm? ” Came an eventual hum in question, hand extended to her right so that fingertips could take hold of the curved handle that was attached to a mug, a slight tremor of fatigue present as it was then lifted and edge brought to a full bottom lip. Some coffee to hopefully bring some awareness to her being, the warm liquid soothed as it flowed down her throat, to warm her belly. All the while thoughts sluggishly pondered how long it had been since she’d slept, perhaps seventy-two ( 72 ) hours?

With the pandemic that presently ravaged the country, Skylar had been placed on the ward specifically to handle such cases - immune as she was to human diseases. And because they were short handed, the woman had volunteered to do a double, paired with typical insomnia and here she was. Exhausted and in desperate need of sleep, but unable to rest her mind.

“ A...while... ” Came the hesitant response to the man she loved, lids came to a close over tiger eyes, allotted the darkness to overtake her vision as muscles somewhat relaxed. “ I’ll be okay, Kem. Just need some coffee... ” Skylar could sleep later, but not now, not while people still depended on her.

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my first impression of your muse: He’s very interesting! I like the concept of his wings and how eloquent he seems. Unsure if Sky would believe in Angel's, a whole lot of damage from her past.

my first impression of you: total cinnamon roll. You deserve all the love.

my favorite thing about your muse: HE IS SO INNOCENT AND SUCH A PRUDE I LOVE. But also that he sees Skylar was a woman; not a weretiger, not a queen. As the woman she is and it's something Sky hasnt ever had.

my favorite thing about you: You understand me and we’ve become good friends. I also love your writing like hi. You're wonderful and I learn and grow every time we write together so...majorly positive influence on me.

would I ever consider shipping our muses: current shipping in progress and I am totally being patient about it.

a plot I’d like to see between our muses: soulmates except one is supposed to kill the other OOPS

an AU I think would be interesting for our muses: blackout drunk in Vegas, end up married and forced to lived together lmfao

I LOVR YOU PIGEON

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“I am unsure how Ruby would react, waking up to a thousand pound tigers butt in her face, “ a burst of laughter spilled forth from full lips at the imagery, head thrown back as fingertips clenched at her abdomen, physically in pain from the force of it all. The pair had been giving the other random ‘what if’ scenarios when Kemuel pulled that from thin air, much to Skylars chagrin. Legs swung out over the ledge of a cliff, bottom seated precariously close to the edge but unbothered by the potential to fall; injuries were the least of her worries when the woman possessed an accelerated healing factor and her companion happened to have wings. And it as because of the angel that they were up so high - that night he had flown with her for the first time, allowed her to experience the wind that rushed features and the stars just out of reach.

It was as features began to sober that it happened; the warmth that radiated from the male spread across the front of her features and lips caressed her own in a kiss. Slitted eyes shot open only to squeeze shut, moving into the gesture and shimmied her hips closer to his, fingertips lifted to cup at a stubble jaw. Frankly Skylar had dreamed of this, though she thought that it would be she that made the first move. Greedily the Queen held him there a heartbeat longer when it seemed he would pull away, not wishing for the moment to end. “I…wow. That was nice. Surprising, but nice.” A faint flush of scarlet tinted the apples of her cheeks, lips pursing a moment before she expressed what she thought. “Would it be selfish if I asked for another?” Lilted words came out in a soft murmur as Skylar waited for a response.

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“ what happened to you? “

Features were downcast as fingertips pressed roughly into the tanned flesh of her thigh, breaths unsteady as a crimson liquid steadily flowed from beneath; for someone who knew of lycanthropes and their healing abilities, it was evident the wound was created from a silver weapon, as anything else would have healed immediately after infliction.

Despite the pain that coursed through her appendage, hands were steady as a roll of gauze was lifted to full lips, white flashed as teeth bit into and tore the material, loosening the edge so that it could be wrapped. Due to her focus on the task at hand, the angels presence slipped her attention, despite the chord in her mind tingling with his proximity. Only when the question was posed did the queens head jerk upwards and to the left, slitted eyes wide.

“Nothing...just a silver knife.” Words were mumbled as Sky went back to what she was previously doing, the ghost of pain coloring facial features. It was hard to one handed wrap the material across her body while she kept pressure with the other so eventually, with a sigh, golden hues lifted once more to meet the umber of her companions. “Would you help me...please?” Lilted words seemed strained as they were uttered, not wishing to ask for help but her pride wasn’t worth the loss of time and blood it would take to do singlehandedly.

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He situated himself near the triage station, looking from nurses milling about to the fairly docile waiting room. The angel had been wandering the hospital's halls today, taking on the task of comforting the sick as they either recuperated or moved on from this current life. He had heard Skylar's name get tossed around the facility, peaking curiosity that burned like a candle within. "Is Skylar here?" A paper bag at hand, carrying a cool snack within. A sandwich with pudding and chips.

Latex gloves were yanked off of hands and tossed into waste disposal, the residue left behind enough of an irritant that the woman immediately rubbed them against the rough material that made up her magenta scrubs. Skylar had just finished inserting an I.V., saline drip attached to help hydrate the patient who came in because she had a terrible case of the stomach bug.

As Skylar was about to turn the corner, golden hues caught sight of the angel, they widening a fraction as he questioned Ruby on her location. The woman’s brilliant red hair was all but blinding under the fluorescent lights and her emerald eyes held a mixture of confusion and curiosity, more than likely due to the strange scent her companion carried.

The tigress took note of the hesitation as her hand reached for the phone, ‘one moment please’ uttered in a professional manner, moments before her name was paged over the loudspeaker, asking that she come to the nurses station. As a wereleopard, Ruby has the same senses that Sky did, but more that that; Skylar and she held a blood bond and the woman was one of those in her clan. Protecting the tigress was her utmost priority and this man? The woman quickly gauged his threat level - barely any, considering he seemed to have brought her food. Something very domestic and out of place.

Nose scrunching in distaste over the barrage of questions that she’d likely face later on, the woman stepped from around the corner, fingertips adjusting the hem of her top. Eyes lifted to meet Kemuel’s, a smile instantly upturned the corners of full lips. “I thought I had sensed you,” the queen stopped with mere inches separating her body from his, boldly standing on the tips of her toes to press a chaste kiss to his cheek, fingertips pressed into his bicep to steady herself. Her gaze flicked down to take in the lunch sack, then back up to meet the umber of his eyes; “is that for me?”

Though the pair had spoken previously on visits during work, surprise still colored features, it strange that Kem actually made the effort. None the less, bubble of happiness welled in her gut. “It’s great to see you. Ruby? This is Kemuel.” Words lilted as she spoke the angels name, introducing him to her close friend and second. The leopard nodded in response, mumbling ‘nice to meet you’ before she fled - someone had paged her...or perhaps she wanted to make herself scarce to not further disrupt the moment.

Whatever the case, it did not bother Sky as her gaze moved back to the man. “How are you?”

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‘eating by yourself is not an admission of loneliness.’

Lips parted to retort with some form of sarcasm but all that came was silence, brows furrowed over features as they lifted, took in the angel at his full height. How had this topic come about again? Ah, right. Skylar had found herself sitting alone in a random corridor, body atop a stray gurney as she shoveled a couple of muffins in her face. When Kemuel had approached, asked if she’d like some company, the feline asked if she looked lonely...or something.

In all reality, the woman hated to eat by herself, it’s why she often abstained from doing so while at work. When at home, conversation was had amoung her ‘family’, whilst they ate meals that were quite extravagant for someone who worked as much as Skylar. Often times some of the lycanthropes would stay up and begin preparations for when their queen arrived. It was a nightly routine that she treasured and to sit and dine alone - it felt wrong.

The muffin that Sky had been picking apart was set aside and fingertips cupped her thighs, body leaning forward ever so. “It might be, actually. I find that without company, food does'na taste the same.” And Sky had only been caught munching on the small item because if something hadn’t been consumed, other hungers arose, her grip on the beast beneath less.

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#you were the light that is blinding me and i think of you all the time; skyxkem #ask; answered #reply;kem

✔ if still accepting?

Send me ✔ and I will bold my preferences for your muse!

My muse(s): Skylar Williams

Do I know your muse(s): yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse

Pre-established relationships? yes | no ( we are already working off of the fact that they don’t know one another )| depends on the relationship

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#ask; answered #reply;kem #{ OF COURSE ITS OPEN MY PIGEON }#{ I want literally all the things with Sky and Kem haha }#{ give it to m e }#{ I love you! }

“This time, I’ll protect you.“

Wait, what? No. No that would not do! Features shifted from determination to panic in an instant as the angel moved to cover her person, golden eyes wide as they stared at the broad expanse of his back. Opposite the pair stood a single male, gun glinted in the sunlight as it remained trained on the queen, though now Kemuel blocked the once clean shot.

Although one lycanthrope would not normally pose a threat to Skylar, the injured shoulder made it hard for her to fight at her best, arm remained limp against her side. Kem wanted to see her safe, return the favor of protection that had been promised upon learning of what fate would befall him, in the end, should something claim his life. But still! Sky could do this, could fight back.

Partially a matter of pride, a growl spilled from her throat, fingertips reached out to grasp the fabric of his shirt, gave a small tug backwards. “Kemuel…” His name in full was spoken, something that had become rare when the nickname of ‘Pigeon’ had been introduced. An edge laced her voice, one that could be described as fear - could bullets hurt him as much as the sword in his grasp? Brows furrowed over features as lips pressed into a thin line, unsure of what should be said or done.

Instead of further argument, steps were taken so that she stood by the males side, as his equal. If he were to fight, she would back him up, even when down an arm. Because his life mattered to her.

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