#;secrets

“But Darce” Jack whined he had the perfect name for the scruffy kitten. “Tell me Scruff JR isn’t the best name for this little guy.” He looked around once before leaning into Darcy’s chest. “I’m glad your gonna keep him though, I couldn’t at the lodging without Kloppmann finding out”

" ... I guess you're right... I just never know... how he would act... " One hand would reach for Hanar, fingertips just touching the dragons arm. In a way trying to keep balance as he lead the way. As they reached the pavilion, there was indeed a bag there. So Vazrel should be around... perhaps a bit deeper...

Antares always lived with Lucifers rule, he believes in freedom of the individual, and he knows heaven does not share that view. Hell is the only place he can just... well, be. He never would condemn those who stayed in heaven or believe in different things, however will defend their Kings views because he shares them.

Aurel slowly nodded. " He... always took a liking to cultivating plants... " The angel would ever so lightly move, motioning that he would like to stand on his own now. " He... learned of medicine and pharmaceutical uses of his plants... that's why this is the first place that came to my mind. "

Aurel sighed softly, closing his eyes for a moment. That was... quite a good question. " Because he made himself indispensable. " It was tough to really explain what Vazrel did without saying too much. Where their ranks came from. What Vazrel risked and gained. " And we know... too much. He threatens the higher ups with that, he has a backup if they ever tried to dispose of him... So he became... untouchable. "

Aurel nodded. " I'm fine enough for that... " Especially with Hanar carrying him. He opened his eyes and motioned with his hand towards one direction. " Just follow... that way. "

Aurel looked aside for a moment, his hand placed at his chest. His heart indeed was racing, but Hanar was also so very close to him. The warmth. Everything. " ... mostly nervous. "