[Second feather] [audio]

Jun 03, 2009 21:41

[His voice is regular volume now, but it starts off slow, as if he isn't quite sure how to phrase this.]I've heard there was... at least one doctor here- I'm not quite sure how to contact him or her, but is there any chance that we might be able to have a discussion ( Read more... )

needz moar info, flightless bird, bird-brain, i got a condition

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fortheoldworld June 4 2009, 01:48:31 UTC
I've been up there, it should be fine.

Be glad that's not in offense. We're working on it.

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[action] daedalus_dreams June 9 2009, 18:18:23 UTC
[Angel stands when he hears the door open, glancing back. He's wearing his large trenchcoat, and his back bulges, making him appear a bit hunchbacked.]

...Mello? Hey.

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[action] fortheoldworld June 9 2009, 18:20:16 UTC
That's right. Holding up okay, I guess?

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[action] daedalus_dreams June 9 2009, 18:24:50 UTC
Mmhm.

[He glances out to the skyline.]

The sunsets here are beautiful.

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[action] fortheoldworld June 9 2009, 18:26:04 UTC
Yeah. The gold's a nice touch.

[He's drumming his fingers against his hip.]

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[action] daedalus_dreams June 9 2009, 18:28:16 UTC
[Warren smiles a little, tugging at the corner of his lips.]

Have you ever flown during one? In a plane, I mean.

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[action] fortheoldworld June 9 2009, 18:28:57 UTC
Yeah, I have. A few times. To New York, once. It was gorgeous.

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[action] daedalus_dreams June 9 2009, 18:31:45 UTC
Well.

[He looks a bit serene, smiling softly with his gaze elsewhere.] I guess you're kind of impatient, huh? Just- don't make any sudden movements. This sort of thing always makes me nervous.

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[action] fortheoldworld June 9 2009, 18:32:37 UTC
I've always been an impatient person. [That's the most apologetic he'll get right now, thanks.]

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[action] daedalus_dreams June 9 2009, 18:37:13 UTC
[He doesn't waste any time then, the small smile continuing to tug at his lips. It takes Warren another minute to gather up his confidence, before undoing the buttons of his jacket and letting it slip to the ground.

They're bound to his back, but it's almost as plain as daylight. Wings. Gigantic, feathered masses draping down from his shoulderblades to the backs of his knees.]

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[action] fortheoldworld June 9 2009, 18:40:35 UTC
[Mello, to put it simply, is completely awestruck.

Mello, to elaborate, is amazed, completely so, and he crosses himself, slowly, as was asked, and his eyes are wide and his lips are parted.]

Carus Deus, vos es praeclarus.

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[action] daedalus_dreams June 9 2009, 18:46:35 UTC
Wait- I-

[He moves over, biting his lip. His wings instinctively pull against the restraints to help him try to keep his balance- as it is, his walk is slightly skewed, but it's normal when his main counterbalances are currently strapped to his back.]

It's okay.

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[action] fortheoldworld June 9 2009, 18:48:08 UTC
Thank you. [Mello inclines his head, and lowers his eyes.] What do I call you?

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[action] daedalus_dreams June 9 2009, 18:51:26 UTC
[He smiles gently and lifts Mello's chin.]

I said my name was Warren, didn't I?

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[action] fortheoldworld June 9 2009, 18:53:25 UTC
If it's all right. [The corners of Mello's mouth are turned up. He's blessed, that's what it is.]

You're still hurt. If you need somewhere to lay low- or anything- Anything.

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[action] daedalus_dreams June 9 2009, 18:57:01 UTC
[Warren nods and blinks after a moment, before shaking his head and stepping back. He's been so used to the doubt, the negative attention, that when people regarded him as... well, as something more than a mutant, it took him a moment to realize it.]

I'm not- Mello, I'm not anything- like that. It's just... I mean, I'm from Gambit's world.

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