Eniel walked over to a table in the corner and sat down.Willow examined the people. She saw a mix of all races, humans, angels, and demons all together. Willow gripped her elbows, feeling out of place.
Eniel walked over to a table in the corner and sat down.Willow examined the people. She saw a mix of all races, humans, angels, and demons all together. Willow gripped her elbows, feeling out of place.
Examining the menu, Willow sits down next to him.Eniel walked over to a table in the corner and sat down.
Eniel looked at her with a furrowed brow for a moment.Examining the menu, Willow sits down next to him.
Willow watches him closely. "What was that..?"Eniel looked at her with a furrowed brow for a moment.
Pulling out a scroll with some characters scrawled onto it, Eniel placed his left hand on it. Tattoo like markings then appeared on his arm, and the scroll burned a deep purple flame before going out. The characters disappeared, and Eniel put the scroll away.
"I sent a message to my subordinates in the military. They'll rendezvous with us as soon as they can."Willow watches him closely. "What was that..?"
Willow twiddles her thumbs. She hates the taste of alcohol and the effect it has on her body. She orders water."I sent a message to my subordinates in the military. They'll rendezvous with us as soon as they can."
Eniel ordered an alcoholic drink. It arrives, and he takes a swig, looking at the bar as its patrons interacted.
"Man, what a day..." he mumbled, almost to himself.
Eniel finishes his drink and looks at Willow.Willow twiddles her thumbs. She hates the taste of alcohol and the effect it has on her body. She orders water.
Willow laughs. "Oh, it's fabulous." She says, emotionless.Eniel finishes his drink and looks at Willow.
"... so what's it feel like, being on the run? Interesting?" He says almost sarcastically.
"Good, good." He responded with slight sarcasm.Willow laughs. "Oh, it's fabulous." She says, emotionless.
(Hey, I'm going to bed. Night, yo.)
(I DEMAND THAT HE BE A SICK PUPPETEER AND ABSOLUTELY PSYCHO!Welp I Dino what to do with Moka. So it's time to make an angel!
Name: Jonah Sycamore
Species: Angel
Age: 322
Skills: Puppetry Magic and Plant Magic as well as proficient with a staff and hand-to-hand combat
Background: TBA
Accepted.Name: Arielle (Ah-ree-ell)
Species: Angels
Age: 100 (Fairly young angel)
Skills: Master of the bow and arrow. Celestial spark, a heavenly piercing flame that can be added to any weapon.
Background: A newly born angel. Doesn't have much experience in the field. Strong willed yet naive.
Name: Airah (Aye-rah)
Speciesemon
Age:500
Skills: steel fans and blades. almost no presence which makes her difficult to notice. good for sneaking up and killing quickly. immensely agile and flexible.
Background: a kidnapped angels that was turned into a demon for an experiment. heaven didn't want her back.