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It is called only Hell
Forum-Index → Roleplay → It is called only HellJulian simply looked up and observed Dura, not surprised to see an angel standing in the door. He sighs and stands up, then slowly walked towards him. Dura seemed to not be like most other angels. He was full of fear and skittish, not very fit for an angel. It could be an easy kill, or some toy to play with... He gave a small laugh before placing a finger under his chin. “What do we have here...”
Dura gulped and looked into Julian’s eyes, hoping that he wouldn’t attack him. He hoped not, considering that he was nearly killed every time he was in a fight. “I-I...” he stammered, the words unable to leave his mouth.
“What’s the matter, cat got you’re tongue?” He mocked before removing his finger and backing away. “Now, tell me what your business is coming here...” he asked
Giving another small laugh, Julian continued to look at him. “Totally didn’t see that response...” he said sarcastically. He turned around and took a few steps away from Dura, making sure to his his enormous wings under his cloak. A jacket wouldn’t even cover 1/3 of the length of the wings, so a cloak was his best bet. “Now tell me... what’s your name?”
Julian stopped and turned around to face Kreechur, then greeted him with a smile. “Well well well, look who else showed up in my little spot...” he gave a small chuckle before lowering the hood on his cloak.