forum Honestly I shouldn't be allowed to open rps. (Closed) (yes another one-on-one) (stalkers welcome!)

Started September 26, 2018 by @Dirt

tune

Zackary scowled. “A half-breed can’t be in power and respected. I’m either one or the other.”

"Oh." Afriel felt bad about asking so many questions but just couldn't seem to stop. "You're a half breed?" She asked slightly in disbelief.

“Yes. That’s how I have this stupid human form,” He gestured angrily to his handsome face, “and how I’m not dead.”

"Its not stupid." Afriel hissed under her breath but quickly snapped back to attention. "What do you mean, still alive?"

“Not dead? I’m not dead yet!” Zackary ripped haphazardly into the slab of meat.

Afriel jumped back again. Fear drilling it's self into the pit of her stomach. "Would your king have killed you?" She asked softly.

(Itself)

“No. I’m too important. They just push me around, which is much worse than death.”

(Ack sorry.)
Afriel cocked her head in confusion, "well that's rude. Why not, you know, do something about it?"

“I can’t. They’ll actually kill me and keep me there for the rest of my contract.” Zackary bitterly bit into his food.

"Oh." Afriel sighed once again, "can't you just. I don't know, murder them all in their sleep?" She let a slight grin cross her lips. What she'd said was dark, even for an angel like herself.

Zackary shook his head. “No, unfortunately they’re immortal.”

"I have some holy water back at my camp that might say other wise." Afriles grin melted into a warm smile as she laughed slightly at her small joke.

Zackary gave a slight snort. “Yeah, holy water.” He rolled his eyes and coughed gently on the food, for the snort brought it farther into his mouth than expected.

"I am not giving you cpr if you start choking." Afriel narrowed her eyes at him once again all jokes gone from her tone.

Zackary coughed quietly a couple more times then swallowed. “uGh Yeah, thanks for your goddamn concern, Afriel.”

"You are completely and utterly welcome, Wings." Afriel let a smile slip back to her lips making her look nothing like a General that she was but, instead a harmless angel.

Zackary glared at her and tore off a piece of meat again. "Anyway, leave whenever you want, I'm staying here for a while."

"I don't think I'm going to risk my luck just yet." It may sound stupid but Afriel had grown a bit attached to him. She didn't want to risk going back only to have to fight Wings on the battle field. Not quiet yet at least.

Zackary swished his long hair out of his face as he took another bite from his dwindling slab of meat. "Good choice. Staying here will lower your risk of getting caught."

"Mhm." Though Afriel had been sleeping when Wings got back she was already yawning and falling back asleep.

Zackary took another piece of meat and relaxed up against a wall. He looked outside; dusk was falling.

"What's it like?" Afriel yawned again, "being part human still that is." She'd wonder what it was like to be able to feel human emotions. To not have to blindly follow a side.

Zackary shrugged. "Stupid. I hate it." He really did hate it, too.

"Oh." Afriel had wrapped herself in her wings and already her breath slowed indicating that she was already asleep.

Zackary watched the night fall. By the time it was, he'd finished all the food and snuffed out the fire. He curled up back in the spot he was in the previous night, not yet asleep.

(Alrighty!)
Afriel shivered slightly and curled in on herself a bit. Even with her wings sounding her the cold was still relentless.