Javan stayed silent, not wanting to anger the demon any further. The demon flew down to an okay looking house and sets the angel down. The ground was bumpy and rocky, the angel shivered. He didn't have a clue what the demon's intentions were.
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TOPIC | never gonna give u up, bby don't hurt me
Javan stayed silent, not wanting to anger the demon any further. The demon flew down to an okay looking house and sets the angel down. The ground was bumpy and rocky, the angel shivered. He didn't have a clue what the demon's intentions were.
He walks onto the back porch and opens the door. He turns to see that the angel didn’t even take a few steps away. “Well are you coming or not?” He grumbled.
He walks onto the back porch and opens the door. He turns to see that the angel didn’t even take a few steps away. “Well are you coming or not?” He grumbled.
He raised his eyebrow then slowly stands up. He seemed to have no other choice but to follow the demon inside. "S-sorry..." He says quietly.
He raised his eyebrow then slowly stands up. He seemed to have no other choice but to follow the demon inside. "S-sorry..." He says quietly.
Volzrun entered the house, it was in a slight mess, totally on his own accord though. “Don’t mind all the papers on the floor, I uh........just had enough.” He moved his way to what appears to be a living room, with a large tv, a few small plants, and trophy board with all his successful “catches”.
Volzrun entered the house, it was in a slight mess, totally on his own accord though. “Don’t mind all the papers on the floor, I uh........just had enough.” He moved his way to what appears to be a living room, with a large tv, a few small plants, and trophy board with all his successful “catches”.
Javan looked at the trophy board and felt fear rushing through him. Did he just walk into a trap? There's no point in running or fighting so he simply gave the demon a fearful look, and waited for what his next action may be.
Javan looked at the trophy board and felt fear rushing through him. Did he just walk into a trap? There's no point in running or fighting so he simply gave the demon a fearful look, and waited for what his next action may be.
Volzrun stretches his wings, the hole in his right wing was worryingly massive, but right now he needed to take care of the angel. “Sit down would you?” He said as he walked into the kitchen.
Volzrun stretches his wings, the hole in his right wing was worryingly massive, but right now he needed to take care of the angel. “Sit down would you?” He said as he walked into the kitchen.
Javan obediently sat down on a chair looking rather stiff, he started to slowly calm himself down. Why wasn't the demon attacking him or threatening him? What's he going to do with him? Then Javan realized something, is he being held prisoner??
Javan obediently sat down on a chair looking rather stiff, he started to slowly calm himself down. Why wasn't the demon attacking him or threatening him? What's he going to do with him? Then Javan realized something, is he being held prisoner??
He opened a cupboard, there wasn’t really much except for a variety tea leafs. “What kind of tea would you want? I’ve got black tea, white tea, hibiscus tea, lemon tea, even butterfly-pea flower tea. The list goes on really.” Volzrun had probably thousands types of tea, he was after all known as the “tea connoisseur”.
He opened a cupboard, there wasn’t really much except for a variety tea leafs. “What kind of tea would you want? I’ve got black tea, white tea, hibiscus tea, lemon tea, even butterfly-pea flower tea. The list goes on really.” Volzrun had probably thousands types of tea, he was after all known as the “tea connoisseur”.
Javan was a bit taken back from the demon's question. Not too long ago, the demon had him pinned and ready to kill him and now he is asking him what tea he prefers. This was a perfect chance to make Javan answer questions about the Angel's secrets since he was in a weak state right now but instead he's asking him about tea. How peculiar. "J-Just lemon tea..." He said, his voice barely above a whisper.
Javan was a bit taken back from the demon's question. Not too long ago, the demon had him pinned and ready to kill him and now he is asking him what tea he prefers. This was a perfect chance to make Javan answer questions about the Angel's secrets since he was in a weak state right now but instead he's asking him about tea. How peculiar. "J-Just lemon tea..." He said, his voice barely above a whisper.
Volzrun could barely hear the angel’s reply, but he knew what he meant. He pours in the water inside of the pot, he brings it to a slow boil. “So, how long have you been an angel?” the demon inquired.
Volzrun could barely hear the angel’s reply, but he knew what he meant. He pours in the water inside of the pot, he brings it to a slow boil. “So, how long have you been an angel?” the demon inquired.