This is the first day of the rest of your afterlife... (post for our_playground)
The one called Angel stood.
Standing there, feeling the new strength flowing through him, he faced the window, taking in the moonlight...
Breathing wasn't a problem, anymore...
Neither was living, at this point.
He faced his sire, looking at the clothes before him.
Black. Leather. Perfect..
'Just like her...' he found himself thinking.
Picking out a shirt and pants he liked, he tried them on. They fit snugly, just enough to be close to his skin, but not skintight.
Finding a pair of boots, he put those on, and finding a trenchcoat, he put that on as well, but something was missing...
He smiled, a half smile, and stroked her cheek lovingly.
"We need to go shopping."
He pouted.
"Hungry..."
Standing there, feeling the new strength flowing through him, he faced the window, taking in the moonlight...
Breathing wasn't a problem, anymore...
Neither was living, at this point.
He faced his sire, looking at the clothes before him.
Black. Leather. Perfect..
'Just like her...' he found himself thinking.
Picking out a shirt and pants he liked, he tried them on. They fit snugly, just enough to be close to his skin, but not skintight.
Finding a pair of boots, he put those on, and finding a trenchcoat, he put that on as well, but something was missing...
He smiled, a half smile, and stroked her cheek lovingly.
"We need to go shopping."
He pouted.
"Hungry..."