*is... rather soaked in blood, or at least his shirt is (although he's taken it off by now), and... has two deep and obvious wounds where his wings used to be attached*
*looks up at him quickly, taking a moment to recognize him as Beezie instead of Hamlet* Oh -- *bites his lip* Beelzebub. It... it was Hastur, of course. Don't -- I... don't be too angry. I asked him to do it.
*Still with the crying here, you know* *Hugs knees* I can't help it because they told me part of the reason you did it is me and that's really stupid of you, Metatron. *Yep. Cryage here*
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*sharp intake of breath* Angel.
*kneels by him* Who-- *stops, knows the answer*
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I shall kill him.
*pauses, calsm self, then touches his face gently, very gently* ... *quietly* Why?
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*takes another breath* It was... a deal. If... I gave him my wings, he wouldn't hurt anyone I asked him not to hurt.
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*swallows - hard - and tries again* What was... why? What were the... circumstances?
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*frowns apologetically* I... asked him to take my wings in exchange for the... ability to protect anyone I ask him not to harm.
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*And still crying, of course*
...You're stupid, angel.
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...I know I'm stupid, goddess.
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*Hugs knees* I can't help it because they told me part of the reason you did it is me and that's really stupid of you, Metatron.
*Yep. Cryage here*
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It's not stupid. I don't think wanting to protect you is stupid.
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