*merely glances at the wings and focuses far more on the look of pain on Meta's face, and kisses him once on the cheek, and there's nothing at all mocking or lustful or teasing about that kiss, it's (believe it or not) chaste and heartfelt*
I'm sorry, angel. I deserve every bit of pain you're in, and far more than that.
*checks Meph from behind, wrapping an arm around his waist and buzz-whispering into his ear* Hizzz pain izzz nothing compared to the pain thou shalt know.
*pales at the sight of bleeding!Meta* Metatron? *pain be damned, we're going to gather our little brother into a hug (carefully avoiding the wings), because hugs are good when you're hurt and confused*
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... Do you have any ridiculous self-sacrificing reason that I can't go injure him for that?
You're my angel to torment.
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I'm sorry, angel. I deserve every bit of pain you're in, and far more than that.
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*goes to kneel by Meta*
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*...Probably going to be sick after seeing that. Um* *Oh! And isn't sure whether or not she should actually hug him*
Typist:...Poor Meta. That's kinda gross.
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Typist: ...yeah. Meph's weird.
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Typist:....you make my brains hurt. So does Meta, actually. And Meph. And Nem.
...and puppets in general. Whoa.
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Typist: Oops. Um. Sorry? :D -- how does Meta hurt your brain?
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