Angel of Darkness...

Aribella - I laughed, "Where I usually go doesn't sale cheap." I told him. "I think I saw a vintage thrift store on my way here, I'll go there."

Lorrick looked at the number nailed to the door, and ran his fingers through his hair. "Here we go," he muttered, knocking. The muscles in his wings were starting to cramp, begging to be let free.

Kylia jumped and fell off the couch at the sound of someone knocking on her door. She groaned and laid on the floor for a moment before she picked her bruised body up off the floor and went to the door. She opened it only until the chain on the door was taunt. "Who are you?" She asked the man standing there.

Axel nodded. "Good." He said and turned to keep walking. She'd find him.

Aribella - I went to get my clothes. I got a couple graphic tees that fit my body perfectly, skinny jeans, a few nice blouses that didn't have low cut neck lines so they would be fine, a pair of high heeled boots, and a pair of regular sneakers. I quickly found Axel again. "That was actually easy." I said.

Lorrick studied his new charge for a moment before speaking. "According to GWC, I'm whoever you want me to be." He looked past her and into her appartment, taking in as much as he could through the crack. "I can't very well protect you out here," he muttered.

Kylia shut the door in his face, unlocked it and opened it again slightly. "How do I know you weren't sent by Landon?" She asked cautiously, her hand reaching for a gun that was hidden behind the door, just incase. Her hair had fallen in her face, her eyes tired, a light bruise forming on her cheek.

Axel looked at her. Well...at least it was better. He sighed and looked straight ahead. "We can drop your things at my hotel room." he muttered.

Aribella - "Alright, then what are we doing?" I asked curiously readjusting my light pink blouse so that it fit just right. My high heeled boots clicked against the concrete.

Lorrick sighed and stared at her pointedly. "You don't. You're just going to have to trust me."

Kylia frowned. Trust. That word was almost non-existant in her vocabulary. Her hand had found the gun, but she let him in, barely opening the door enough for him to squeeze in, and then shut the door and locked it. With the gun still in hand she stared at him.

Axel looked at her. "we wait for nightfall." He said simply. His best work was always done at night.

Lorrick looked down at the gun, his eyebrows raised. "Tell me then. How do I prove to you that I'm not going to kill you?" He gestured to the gun. "Before you kill me that is."

Aribella - "Oh how terribly boring," I said as we walked. "Nightfall must be hours away."

Hm, I still need an angel for Ivory >.>

Kylia shrugged, regretting the movement. It had hurt and caused a sharp pain to roll down her back. "Wings. If you're an angel, you have wings." But then again...maybe Landon had gotten an angel. No. It would be a girl if Landon had gotten an angel.

Axel looked over at her and chuckled, shaking his head. He was in for it. She was a handful.


((Umm....hm...I'm trying to think. I guess I could make it, but ya'all would have to be patient with me because I've already got two charrie's goin))

((I'll make one don't worry about it))


Aribella - I glared at him, "Why are you laughing?"

Name: Eric
Gender: male
Age Appearance: 18
Appearance: light blonde hair, yellow-green eyes
Wings: black, medium
Personality: confident, demanding
Human: Ivory
Other: He made a deal for revenge against his old ex-girlfriend who killed his fiance and that's how he became an angel.

Alrighty =)) Thank you!

Lorrick nodded and peeled off his shirt. If he were to stretch out his wings with it on, it would have been torn to shreds. He made a mental note to put slits in all of his t-shirts. Rolling his shoulders, he expanded his night black wings, studying Kylia the whole time. "Better?"

Eric - I walked to the place where I knew my new charge would be. I knew her name was Ivory, but that was about all I knew.

Ivory set down the platter of food in front of the customer, blowing some hair out of her eyes. "Is that all?"
The old man looked up at her, blinking rapidly. "For now."
Nodding, she walked away and started to restart the coffee machine, looking over her shoulder every couple of seconds. She expected Miguel to show up at any minute, a gun pointed at her head because of her betrayle. She couldn't wait for her angel. She couldn't wait to quit living in fear.

Kylia stared at him, her grey eyes wide and her mouth clamped shut. She then dropped to the ground, fainting.

Axel glanced at her. "Because, you're amusing."

((poor kye XD ))

Eric - I walked into the coffee shop and saw her. I walked up to her. "Ivory, right?"

Aribella - I smiled a little, "Glad I can be of service."

(Oh my gosh ahaha x)) I'm sorry, Kye, but I actually just started to laugh at that *giggles*)

Lorrick quickly retracted his wings and put his shirt back on before easily scooping Kylia up in his arms. "I guess not," he muttered, setting her on the couch. He went into the kitchen area and grabbed a wet wash cloth before making his way back to her. He wrung it out over her, letting the droplets of water hit her face.

Ivory shot a look over her shoulder, her hand automatically going to the pistol she had stored in the waist band of her jeans. "Who's asking?"

Eric - I sighed at her defensiveness, "I'm from the GWC."

Ivory still had her eyes narrowed in suspicion. "What's your name?"

Eric - "You're supposed to give me one, but my previous name was Eric."