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Post by Mykel Rahs on Aug 25, 2010 19:49:28 GMT -8
"Just some weird shit...." He mumbled, taking off his bracelet and lightly touching each stone.
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Post by Vergil von Wulf on Aug 25, 2010 19:53:47 GMT -8
Vergil curled the wing around Mykel a little tighter and rested his head in his shoulder quietly, hand on his knee. It was obvious he didn't want to elaborate so he wouldn't pry or make him feel uncomfortable. He was here for him though, in case he needed someone for anything.
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Post by Mykel Rahs on Aug 25, 2010 19:56:27 GMT -8
Mykel sighed, putting his bracelet back on and lightly resting his head on top of Vergil's. "Thanks, Wings. I needed some calm."
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Post by Vergil von Wulf on Aug 25, 2010 19:58:11 GMT -8
"I cahn du calm." Vergil smiled and stayed where he was whilst patting Mykel's knee in a comforting manner. Calm was not something he had heard someone ask for aloud but it was a nice request.
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Post by Mykel Rahs on Aug 25, 2010 20:00:45 GMT -8
Cuddling closer into the younger, Mykel sighed softly and kissed the top of Vergil's head. "Thanks Wings, I mean it." His eyes shut, breathing deep and slow. He hadn't fallen asleep, but was just meditating, thinking.
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Post by Vergil von Wulf on Aug 25, 2010 20:04:32 GMT -8
Vergil felt the peck and it made his face flush slightly though there was no reason for it to. He returned the cuddling a bit and stayed quiet so Mykel could have his peace and calm. In his opinion, he wasn't doing anything to create the calm- it was the tower, the atmosphere, and the fact that it was night and the moon lulled all her children gently with the twinkling and chiming of stars.
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Post by Mykel Rahs on Aug 25, 2010 20:09:09 GMT -8
With a sigh, Mykel disentangled himself from his friend's wing. He pressed another kiss to the other's cheek and lay back on the rooftop, tracing pictures in the stars with his bolts.
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Post by Vergil von Wulf on Aug 25, 2010 20:11:21 GMT -8
Vergil lifted it when he realized he was trying to get free and watched him lay down but turned away quickly when he realized his face was still burning. He didn't like it when people saw him feeling awkward or when he was all pink faced. His feet went back to swinging, hands at his sides.
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Post by Mykel Rahs on Aug 25, 2010 20:13:20 GMT -8
"Why the tomato face?" Mykel joked softly, still tracing stills in the sky.
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Post by Vergil von Wulf on Aug 25, 2010 20:16:20 GMT -8
Vergil looked away completely, turning his head the opposite direction, "Vhat du yu meen? I du noht haff ah tohmahto ahneetheeng."
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Post by Mykel Rahs on Aug 25, 2010 20:17:38 GMT -8
"You're blushing like all holy hell. And don't you dare deny it, Vergil von Wulf." Mykel snickered, tugging on Vergil's hand.
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Post by Vergil von Wulf on Aug 25, 2010 20:21:07 GMT -8
Vergil tugged his hand away to cover his face like he did when someone noticed or when he knew he was being watched. Instead of speaking, he shook his head vigorously, white hair swinging and swaying with the motion.
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Post by Mykel Rahs on Aug 25, 2010 20:22:32 GMT -8
"Vergil, honey." Mykel laughed a little. "It's okay, I blush too. Everyone does."
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Post by Vergil von Wulf on Aug 25, 2010 20:26:49 GMT -8
"Nnn.." Vergil made a tad of a whiny sound and peeked at Mykel between his fingers, "Eff thare vhas vohn theeng I cūld geht reed ov, ett vould be blusheeng.."
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Post by Vergil von Wulf on Aug 25, 2010 21:59:08 GMT -8
Vergil was laying down on his side upon the ledge, wings tucked behind him as he stared out. Mykel had gone to sleep a while ago and he decided to stay out a little longer to enjoy the night. He might even fall asleep out here, or that's what it felt like to him. His feet were freezing so he sat up and sat cross-legged to tuck his feet under his legs in an attempt to warm them.
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