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Not at all did he think she woukd be courteous. But really? Thats just cold.
His wings spread and he shot up off the fround, avoiding her deadly swing.
It was a bit barder to maneuver on the ground. With gravity and all. Though he was lighter since he had to fly. Think of it as a bird. They had hollow bones in order to fly.
Plummetting down to the ground, he swung the sword towards her, not dounting she would easily dodge it.
Albellona rolled. She hated fighting up here. She could never quite adjust to the gravity being a little lighter. Meaning she went way higher than expected when she jumped. On the bright side, her arms were locked around the angle's neck. Well that worked out-
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Gabriel used his own weight to pull her down to the ground, sliding the blade deep along her arm while he did. If she wanted to stay in the air while he came down, he would have to let go of his neck. But that wound would be painful enough for her to let go. Hopefully
Albellona let out a small scream, gripping onto his neck tighter. The last thing she wanted to-no, couldn't-do was go down without putting up a fight. If she fought until she collapsed… well, the punishment might be less severe. I'm not going down easy… I can't- fuck, I didn't think this through-
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As her grip tightened he coughed, wincing in pain before shooting back up into the sky.
Which was hard as her arms were gripped tight around his neck.
He pummeled down to the ground, jis back facing the ground. If she didnt move he would crush her, most likely breaking a good about of ribs and maybd her shoulder. If that didnt work and get her off of him, hed have to flee. The neck is where the angel grace was held, thus one of the weakest points in an angels body. And she had him by that point.
Albellona clenched her jaw, focusing her strength on, doing a half turn, just enough to either flip them so Gabriel would hit the ground first, or enough to minimize injury to her. After causing a few helpless spins, she had almost achieved the former. The keyword is almost, because she actually turned them enough so they would both hit the ground hard. But hey, A for effort, and it would probably be less damage.
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Both of the beings hit the ground with a loud BOOM, creating a small crater in the sand and rock. For any human, they would be dead in less than a second as they hit the ground that hard.
But it only caused pain for them.
Finally Gabriel managed to use his brute strengths to his advantage. He pushed her off and had her pinned down, blood from the corner of his eyebrow dropping down on the side beside her. He stabbed his blade through her arm and pinning it to the rocky ground.
He stood and stepped away. "Ive won this battle. Leave us be or else that blade will be straight through your eye socket" he threatened.
Alex hadn't looked back at all as he climbed up the rocky cliff, only making the mistake of glancing over as he saw something fly up into the air and hit the ground with a noise loud enough to make him jump. That was where things went wrong. He had only been feet from the guardrail and his car, but as he got spooked, his precariously placed feet slipped. And so once again he was falling, though this time he didn't have his car to protect him. And all he could think of doing was squeak out, "Gabriel!"
Abellona screamed, yanking the dagger out of her arm. MOTHERFUCKER- She staggered to her feet, catching the glimpse of something falling out of the corner of her eye. "Shit-!" She stumbled over, to at least do something, just in case Gabriel was right about the prophet thing, that was the only reason, she'd be in deep shit otherwise- "Fuck-"
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Gabriels head whipped around to the human as his eyes widened, watching him fall.
Dissapearing from the human eye for a few moments before reapearing right heside Alex, holding him like a potato sack as he flew in the hair. He set him down next to his car and settled on the ground, on the watch for the demon in case she pulled a sneaky one.
"Are you alright?" He asked calmly
Alex was thoroughly shaking as Gabriel set him down. "Holy shit," He muttered over and over, eyes tightly closed. It took him a few seconds before he nodded slowly, leaning against his car and saying in a shakey and quiet voice, "Thank you." Gabriel catching him confirmed his thoughts that the two beings were indeed real, and he had indeed almost died when his car had crashed. He wasn't sure yet if they were correct with saying he was the so called 'prophet'.
(boop)
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(Omg i legit thought i posted. I remember typing up a reply to this! Im so sorry! Ill be sure to post today!)
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He smiled softly, straightening his suit jacket and dusting it off. "No, i should be thanking you. Tou put enough trust in me to carry your life in my grasp. And for that, i thank you." He nodded.
Turning around, he pressed his wings lightly to his back as he looked around for the denon, though not seeing her in his first glance, he carelessly turned to Alex.
"Your car should work fine now. I wish you a safe journey home"
(Yay :D)
Alex had sunk to his feet seconds after he spoke, leaning against the car with his legs drawn up to his chest. This whole experience was terrifying. Scratch that, from the moment he had gone over the guard rail, things had been terrifying. He was silently shaking, eyes closed as he finally worked out the sentence, "Before I go…I…uh…I have a question." Very slowly he opened his eyes, looking up at Gabriel, "Am I really this…uh…prophet you two were speaking about? And…I uh….and what does that mean?"
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He let out a heavy sigh, his breath smelling of mint.
"All im going to tell younrigjt now, is you are indeed the prophet. I will explain everything else once you get some rest." The angel nodded.
"You are extremely important. So please be safe on your journey home"
His voice was still.monotone and serious, with only the mission in mind. He hadnt yet developed a relationship or a bond with the human, so the only thing he cared about (for now) was the mission
"Alright…I'll do my best to stay safe," He replied quietly, processing the fact that he was this 'prophet'. Alex had no idea what it meant still, or why Albellona and Gabriel had been fighting over him, but he didn't really want to think about that right now. All he wanted to do was to go home, make sure he took something to help him sleep, and forget about this for now. He had more important things to do after all. That was the only reason he got up slowly, still shaking a fair amount. He made it to the driver's side of the car, slipped in, and sat down with a sigh of something close to relief.
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(Im gonna wait for @CWPoofToxicRush to reply before i do ♡)
(Yeah no problem that makes sense)
Albellona stood at the bottom of the cliff, being unable to fly due to not being a born demon, watching as he got in the car and she resigned herself to another night in the pit. The prophet…. I thought that was just a fairy tail….
((Sorry, I'm still half asleep and generally out of it today))
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(Thats totally fine!)
(So should we do a time skip? I’m thinking maybe theres an event that Alex maybe has to go to or something and he finds them there in like a disguise as humans or something? Idk my brains fried rn)
(That sounds good to me)
((Sounds good to me!))
(Want me to start? Lol I'm not sure what the event could be but I can start)
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(Uhm if you want to you can. But we can also brainstorm so its not so difficult thinking of what to type idk)
(That would be very helpful)
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(Okay! :))) i know I’d love that every now and then when I’m trying to come up with a starter lol)
(So, got any ideas? When i was typing up the post I immediately thought of some sort big people event but honestly it could be something as small as a date lol. Idk though)
(Yeah, I was thinking something fancy/lots of people but really whatever works :) )
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(Okay, so what like social status is Alex? Like is he middle class or higher? And would he be the type to go to like a fancy party thingy?)
(Well his parents are probably somewhere in the upper-class portion of things, and he wouldn't willingly go to a party…but if his parents made him go, he would be there)
