On the Roof...

[msmactaggy]

[So, this happened, in which Moira and Azazel venture to an old abandoned warehouse to practice working with controlled explosives, sparks of a very different kind [further] ignite, and feelings are finally confronted. Azazel brushes a strand of hair behind Moira's ear and asks if she'd consider the idea of them becoming more. As she replies in the affirmative, intrigued and uncertain all at once, Azazel teleports them to a far more scenic spot, the roof of the X-Mansion at sunset.]



::smiles and leans in closer to him:: I don't do anything I don't want to Azazel. I promise you that.

(ooc: Posting here so we can stop spamming Deathpool's post, and bc I know certain individuals *coughswagnetoswagnetocough* have been invested in this ;P And please, anyone, feel free to crash/interrupt/whatever the post)