[ Yeah because they ask him to do crazy things huh? ]
Please....it's freaking hurting my back.
[ she'd rather have them ripped out so they can breathe then have them hurt he consistently like this. The girl groans again. At least it stopped the pain. He had pretty wings though. ]
Just.... do it...I don't care. I'd rather fix it after it comes out then have it hurt like this. If you can please.
[ She's really not in the mood to keep them. ] I can handle it.
Fine, fine. Just don't blame me if you wind up looking like Freddy Krueger gave you a backrub.
[He sighs, and moves to stand behind her so that he can get a better look at what he's doing. Two slits tear themselves neatly in the fabric of her clothes, leaving just about the right space for a set of wings to come out, and he hesitates, just momentarily. Then he seems to get over whatever indecision had apparently been bothering him, and suddenly two circles of skin are missing from her back, just above where the wings would come out; they don't bleed much, surprisingly - perks of having an archangel as a surgeon, even one as generally useless as Gabriel. Wincing, he steps out of the way - he doesn't want to be hit in the face by the wings emerging.]
[ She muttered under her breath as he said that. She doesn't care. Would it matter anymore that she got more scars on her? She's covered in a handful of them anyway. Some of them are fading, others like the bite marks on her neck remained. She waited quietly trying to keep herself calm as he did that When he finally removed the skins from her back, pain erupted and she bit her lip slowly. She allowed the wings to unfold themselves slowly from her back. The pain was unbearable but she was going to deal with it because it was a one time thing.
The wings were quite beautiful almost pristine white, with a faint hint of gray at the tips and covered in blood. She quickly muttered a few incoherent words to pull the skins back together so she wouldn't be bleeding herself to death. At least she could use her voice now. She owed it a lot to Gabriel for loosening the pain she had on her body. ]
[He steps back again, prepared to leave: after all, she seems to have the situation under control now, and he's not entirely comfortable with doing something so unpleasant to someone he doesn't feel deserves it, even if it is for their own good.]
[ She's trying to control her breathing quietly as he stepped back but she didn't want him to feel like he was at fault. she asked him to do it so it wasn't his fault that this happened. It was her own fault. ]
...I think so....thank you.
[ She replied with a small smile. ]
Don't feel bad about it okay? It's not your fault. I asked for it myself.
Just Gabriel, and it's still no problem. See you 'round, huh?
[He waves rather lazily, and his wings move - preparing to leave, it seems, but he stops the movement with a rather startled look. He's used to his own wings; these are weird. Instead, he grins, almost sheepishly, and strolls out instead.]
[ Yeah because they ask him to do crazy things huh? ]
Please....it's freaking hurting my back.
[ she'd rather have them ripped out so they can breathe then have them hurt he consistently like this. The girl groans again. At least it stopped the pain. He had pretty wings though. ]
Just.... do it...I don't care. I'd rather fix it after it comes out then have it hurt like this. If you can please.
[ She's really not in the mood to keep them. ] I can handle it.
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[He sighs, and moves to stand behind her so that he can get a better look at what he's doing. Two slits tear themselves neatly in the fabric of her clothes, leaving just about the right space for a set of wings to come out, and he hesitates, just momentarily. Then he seems to get over whatever indecision had apparently been bothering him, and suddenly two circles of skin are missing from her back, just above where the wings would come out; they don't bleed much, surprisingly - perks of having an archangel as a surgeon, even one as generally useless as Gabriel. Wincing, he steps out of the way - he doesn't want to be hit in the face by the wings emerging.]
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I'll...just heal it.
[ She muttered under her breath as he said that. She doesn't care. Would it matter anymore that she got more scars on her? She's covered in a handful of them anyway. Some of them are fading, others like the bite marks on her neck remained. She waited quietly trying to keep herself calm as he did that When he finally removed the skins from her back, pain erupted and she bit her lip slowly. She allowed the wings to unfold themselves slowly from her back. The pain was unbearable but she was going to deal with it because it was a one time thing.
The wings were quite beautiful almost pristine white, with a faint hint of gray at the tips and covered in blood. She quickly muttered a few incoherent words to pull the skins back together so she wouldn't be bleeding herself to death. At least she could use her voice now. She owed it a lot to Gabriel for loosening the pain she had on her body. ]
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So, uh. You okay now?
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...I think so....thank you.
[ She replied with a small smile. ]
Don't feel bad about it okay? It's not your fault. I asked for it myself.
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Feel bad? Pfft. This is practically my hobby, honey. See you.
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Are you sure?
Well if you say so. Thank you again....uhh what's your name?
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..Ahmm...
[ She looks off a little. ]
Thank you.
[ She wants to ask about the bear... ]
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[If he knew that was what she wanted to ask, he'd reply... but, unfortunately, he doesn't.]
Well, if that's all, honey...
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ah...thank you again...Mr. Gabriel.
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[He waves rather lazily, and his wings move - preparing to leave, it seems, but he stops the movement with a rather startled look. He's used to his own wings; these are weird. Instead, he grins, almost sheepishly, and strolls out instead.]
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[ She replied half smiling as she waves to him watching him leave. ]
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