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I’ll protect you from the hooded claw Keep the vampires from your door When the chips are down I’ll be around With my undying death-defying love for you Envy will hurt itself Let yourself be beautiful Sparkling light, flowers and pearls and pretty girls Love is like an energy Rushing in, rushing inside of me, hmm...

{ » ❥; There was a light laugh from the boy to mask the shock, lifting his own hand to gave a two fingered salute her way. “Hey, yourself, missy!" he greeted right back, bouncing on his heels as he neared the girl, taking in her energy and relaxed slightly. In a way, he was on familiar grounds, but it would still render foreign in his mind. “Quinn," he introduced, smiling widely. “Don’t meet many others like us, so excuse me if I, like, stare or somethin’. Briallen? That’s a pretty name. Suits ya."

➹—} "Quinn?" the cherub repeats, a slow grin spreading across porcelain features. "It's so lovely to meet you!" It's a really lovely name, she thinks. Lovely, lovely, lovely! He has a point, though. There aren't many of them-- not that she's come across at any rate, and so to find one like Quinn is like a rare treat. "How are you today, Quinn?" she asks kindly, eyes casting about his form in curiosity. His hair is very fluffy, she notes, and it takes more than a fair share of self control not to reach out and touch it if the curls are as soft as they appear. Human appearances are so fascinating.