in all my life all i wanted was the keeping of someone like you

[cleffiesreborn]

The video was posted to Youtube. It immediately got taken down for violating their Terms of Service, and the account was reported to the authorities. Most people thought it was a hoax. Some new movie or something. Others said it just felt too real. Either way, it went viral, even without Youtube's help. Then the news picked it up, and well... it

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[princerat]

There are crowds bloating up in front of the electronics stores, in the pubs and restaurants, gathered in front of computers and cell phones out on the streets. Saul finds himself in the midst of one such mass of people in a bar n' grill-type establishment, surrounded by the gasps of the horrified and the murmurings of the skeptical. Their faces are lit only by the flickering of images. The pricey wall-mounted flatscreen had been purchased for the purposes of NFL and MLB, but instead there's something that would amount to straight-up torture porn playing on repeat. It had obviously been cycling continuously since before he got here. It seems so very real that he doesn't even consider that it might be a hoax. He'd wanted to know what was going on, so he'd followed the people. And here's his answer.

Saul doesn't exactly understand who this video is trying to warn. He's as yet unaware that there is a faction of people so very against those who have no choice but to be here. What he sees is a group of sick fucks killing ordinary human

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[princerat]

He laughs. "You're never more than maybe two meters away from a rat no matter where you stand in any city, you know. This is rat heaven." He makes a grand gesture showcasing the alley, and most importantly the dumpster a little further back. They are just outside a restaurant after all. "And the food-- yeah I could get fat here. I just love running too much for that to happen. Trust me, I can't help but do well." Unlike Dylan, Saul never forgets to eat.

"No, I didn't know that at all," he says, a little more serious now, even though she's not. "If you can hide your wings and spot Wanderers, that changes the game entirely. Do you have to see one to know, or can you feel them even if you can't see them? And... you all can fly with those things, right?" That seems to be a bit more of a side note, but it's important when you spend a large part of your time on rooftops

[fellfrommyheart]

Dylan actually makes a face at this. It's not something she's actually thought about and she's spent a great deal of time in alley ways beating men to death for the fun of it. Huh. But she still can't help but make a face anyway. That just sounds so superly creepy and anything she feels, she'll make the world fully aware of it. She giggles, "Well, looks like you'll just have to like, look starving then, Wanderer Boy - huh?" she teases lightly with the craziest brightest of grins

[princerat]

He rolls his eyes when she makes the Ew Face and shrugs. Well, rats aren't for everybody. Only other rats, really. And he doesn't feel like he looks starving, but he's not much for mirrors either. "I guess so. So what's you're excuse, hm?" She's a bit on the skinny side as well.

Good, they have to see him. That gives him something he can use. It's nice to know the enemy doesn't have all the fucking advantages. And. What? "Wait, so you all have these wings and you can't even fly? Like penguins? What stupid twist of evolution is that?" What the hell. Even Loplop can fly, and that mad fucker doesn't even have proper wings. "No offense, Dylan, that's just kind of unfair isn't it

[fellfrommyheart]

Dylan looks down at herself and raises her eyebrows. There's totally nothing wrong with her! She's always been a skinny streak of nothing. She probably looks worse than usual these days, like she can't take care of herself properly. She looks like she couldn't hurt a fly and yet she's an Arch - one of the more stronger types of angel. Reaching up to muss her hair, she frowns

[princerat]

Obsession overshadowing all else, then. He gets that, at least on a theoretical level. He's had all-consuming goals before. If food wasn't so easy for him to come across and so essential to his strength, he might have a similar issue. The scent of strawberries is not lost on him, but human beings and probably Angels need something a bit more substantial than that. "You should take better care of yourself, you know. It'll keep you strong." He's about to suggest that she carry some biscuits or something in her pockets, but he already sounds a bit like somebody's mum so he'll drop it.

He really can't believe that Angels can't fly. This is something that's going to bother him for a while. It is hilariously absurd. It's good to know, though, that chances are in his favor that neither Angels nor Demons are going to be able to get the drop on him when he's up on some roof.

'Angels plus lying equals pain' is not an equation he's learned yet, so he gives her a concerned look. "You okay?"