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âHuh? Oh, I mean like⌠Would you want to do something together? I was thinking we could get some coffee or tea or food and maybe camp out together.â
âUh, yeah! Sure, I wouldnât mind that.â Angel smiled sweetly. âIâm never too busy to spend time with a friend.â
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âWhy do IâŚ..?â
His grip tightened on her arm, ensuring she didnât go silent and abandon him. âBecause youâre my friend, Angel! Because we take care of each other! Thatâs what weâve done for a long time now and oughta always do, right?!â He paused before his voice cracked, regaining himself a little bit before continuing.
âIâm notâŚ. I-I shouldnât be mad at you⌠Iâm just concerned for you⌠And it manifested the wrong wayâŚâ
Angel cringed slightly as Welker gripped her arm tightly, preventing her from getting away from him. When had she become so transparent? Oh, right, she'd always been a terrible liar.
"Yeah, I guess." She mumbled, shuffling her feet. "Sorry. I didn't think you'd care that much." It was odd to assume that anyone would care about her at all; she'd spent months as a nothing, a no one. No one knew her name, knew what she looked like, who she was. She didn't exist. Now all of a sudden this person comes out of nowhere, and he risks his life to save her from something stupid she'd done by herself. She couldn't wrap her mind around it.
[entertaining-merchant](http://entertaining-merchant.tumblr.com/post/116147946935/please-put-me-down-its-just-a-sprained-ankle): > [forgottenangelic](http://forgottenangelic.tumblr.com/post/116069462112/please-put-me-down-its-just-a-sprained-ankle): > > > > > Angel was grateful when Welker stopped wriggling to get out of her grip, and it was less of a struggle to hold him. She did laugh at his joke, though she didnât quite know what it meant. After all, she had no idea what an angel was. She assumed that it would have made more sense if she did. > > > > âCome on, Iâm taking you to a little inn not far from here, so we can get that bandaged up and iced. No buts, mister, Iâm not up for negotiating things.â She grinned. âYouâre not afraid of heights, are you? Just wondering.â > > Welker just huffed quietly and settled himself in for the ride. Not much else to be done when a girl two or three years younger than you is nearly a foot taller and insists on carrying you. Alu, eh? So be it? So be it. > > âAlright, alright, long as youâre paying, I guessâŚâ He rolled his eyes, then closed them and relaxed before continuing. âDonât suppose I am, but Iâm more worried about coming crashing down. You go ahead and fly if y'think you can.â Angelâs smile broadened at Welkerâs response. Sheâd been aching to stretch her wings for hours (an incredibly long time in her mind), and now she had an excuse. Careful not to jostle Welker too much, she rolled her shoulders, shaking her wings out from their away spot. They glistened and glimmered a brilliant blue before paling back to their usual white. âHang tight, weâll be there in no time.â the Alv said with another grin, and she leapt up, her wings beating quickly to compensate the extra weight, though it didnât seem to labor her any. She soared up way above the trees, riding the air currents hundreds of feet above the ground. Her hair whipped around her face, and her eyes sparkled with glee. Sadly, the ride was all too short, as they arrived at their destination in only a few minutes. Without so much as flinching, Angel swooped down and through an open window on the third story of an inn, barely managing to slow herself down enough so that she didnât crash into anything, and they came to a safe stop. âSo, that was fun.â
#ARYN HOW DO I CLEANSE entertaining-merchant pls note I am not an expert by any means but this has worked for a few years now for me -mix some salt water (temperature is not important) -go and stand in the centre of the room you want to cleanse. For least awkwardness do this either home alone or with the door closed. -with the full intent of protecting/cleaning out said room, face north and flick a bit of the water from your fingers towards said north. If there is anything that can be damaged by water pls flick at something that can harmlessly just air dry -do the same for all other compass directions -make some sort of final gesture/noise to finish, then take the remaining salt water and either pour it outside on the ground OR down the sink with the full knowledge that it will return to the earth that way -reinforce what you did with mundane things, if possible, like leaving the door shut or reminding yourself every time you enter that the space is safe Like I said, I am no expert. This is really really basic and I probably already messed it up but for people not used to this kinda thing who don't have sage to smudge with this is a good way to do it
Welker's stay was exceptionally prolonged. He'd even surprised himself with how long he'd managed to stay in the same town; he was getting used to it all. His once-frequent week-long disappearances into the woods were now all but gone. If he needed fresh air, he followed Dusk on her patrols. Which was very often. Or he followed her to the market. Or anywhere, really. He was careful to give her plenty of space, but his attachment was clear. Today was no different...
For the months to have gone by so quickly was nothing new to Dusk. But for her to have gained a new, scruffy, yet completely welcome little companion? Quite the surprise. She had noted how often he would tag along on her shifts, even when things would get mildly violent from a monstrous invader in the nearby forest or the small group of bandits that didnât heed her past warnings. She showed, quite efficiently, she was not to be trifled with. And yet Welker kept coming along, sometimes with renewed vigor.
It was enough that, as she made a trip to Mordecaiâs in Aurora, she had decided to bring it up. âYa know, somethingâs been on my mind lately...â She tapped her hand on her hip, only to look over curiously. âYouâve been around quiiite a bit more often lately.â
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((Oh my god all I can picture is Welker getting all âprotective big brotherâ even though heâs so much smaller, like âAngel that really doesnât look good we should do something!â))
// No but unless she was like, passing out, she'd be like "Welker I'm fineeeeeee don't baby meeeee I can take care of myself! It's just a little blood! I've had concussions before! So what if my arm is broken I still have the other one!!
It was a quiet day, interrupted only by the occasional rustling of a gentle breeze. Surprisingly warm, too.... Jaim had opted to leave Calil behind, much to the guard's protest; he needed this visit to be personal. Everyone had directed him to this little cottage at the edge of town; bracing himself, he knocked.
The knock caught Dusk off guard. Not just because she wasn't expecting it, but because... she was actually returning from a routine scan of the area. She did that to keep things running smoothly enough around Aurora without the worry of monsters attacking. Force of habit after the incident of a planned assault, really. So as she noticed the much more... prim and proper Welker-lookalike, she approached from behind with unintentional silence. It was hard to break out of sneaking up on people when you used to be an assassin, really.
"Can I help you?" she mused as she stepped beside him, pulling out some keys to tell him she lived there.
"CONSERVE WATER, Y'FLUFFY BUFFOON!"
Welker had the LOVELY timing of coming in as Dusk was washing her hair. Which meant she wasn't directly under the stream of water. Which also lead to her hands not being as fast to cover herself.
So as Welker promptly found out that she was, in fact, a trans female before the woman was able to cover herself, she simply stood there, quietly staring at him with a look that simply said this:
'If you make a comment? I will end you faster than you have time to think up an excuse.'
