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             ❝ bit of an exaggeration, inn'it— ? ❞  golden hues shift, roll with pitched theatrics ;; lip curling slightly as a sardonic smirk breaks his canvas.   he hadn’t been gone THAT long.  (  —-  okay, so maybe more months had slipped away than he’d originally thought, during his time in Pandora. ; but, in his defense, it did pass differently there. slower.  & Kali had needs.  )   ;;; a weekend fling had turned into quite a noticeable absence. whoops — ?   

      ❝  ‘sides, i’m here now. what did i miss —  ?  ❞

     ❝No,❞ he answered, his defensive attitude clear in the tone he took, which served to outline the fact that he was--- and likely would be for a little while--- UPSET with his brother. In fairness, though, there was usually some small thing or two he could find to be upset about with Gabriel. So what’s new, really?

      “Yes, you should change.” She can sense his hesitance, and she glances down at the garments. Was there something wrong with them that he seemed unsure? “Did you want something different? I can create something different.”

          The tired smile on her face grows a bit wider, her head tipping so that she can press her lips against the underside of his chin in an affectionate gesture that (like the others) feels like it’s TOO LONG COMING, weeks feeling more like months without his presence & the world seems just a bit BRIGHTER with him just a bit closer.     ❝  That sounds like it’d be terrible.  ❞

Plus! I’ve developed something of a social life, and I’m going to be starting a job on monday. Needless to say, things are probably going to be slow on both blogs.

Here, there may be days or even a week or two which I’m not active. There may be times when I’m posting things here every day for many days in a row. My point is, I still love Gadreel, but to keep myself from getting stressed with writing more than one blog, I won’t promise any consistency of activity. I’ll be here when I feel most inspired, and I’ll be elsewhere when I’m not.

          She doesn’t have much of a greeting despite the time they’ve spent apart, but she DOES crack a smile—–& move into his space with a soft hum & a gentle nudge against his chin with the bridge of her nose.   ❝  —————I missed you.  ❞

          @notwrath | starter call.

     Gadreel  follows,  and  when they reach  the  studio,  he’s      truly  fascinated by most everything he sees. He  believes      the sketches are lovely,  and the odd creations of this man      interesting, at the very least.

     But he shakes his head slowly when the offer of alcoholic      hospitality is offered.

          ❝No... thank you.❞

     It’s  doubtful Leonardo even has enough wine for  Gadreel      drinking  it  to  be anything more  than  a waste .  Anyway,      he’s already promised someone he wouldn’t drink.                        

          ❝There’s  no  need  to  apologize.  I  have  seen  worse.❞

     And  stayed  in worse places---  and far  less  memorable      ones.            

     His  attention  settles on the inventions that  Leonardo  has      moved   away,   a  distinctly  confused  and   curious   look      settling upon his features.

     Nikita shakes her head, a small smile on her face. He was absolutely hopeless. One hand reaches out, manifesting fabric from the air. “ Here. You may have these to paint in. “

           ❛ —alright then. ❜ a pause, teeth occupy his lip. ❛ y’know there’s a thing called joking, right? ❜ 

          ❝———No?❞

     What is pokemon?               Where is it going?

     Since he’s never heard of it before,  he’s going to have to      assume it doesn’t work on angels. Whatever that means.

     ❝ So—–what you’re really saying is that you’ve completely neglected to        even try them? What if fig newtons, or figs in general, are the one        thing you actually DO like?  ❞

           ❛ —if this is heading towards a lecture you can stop there before i quit listening. ❜