(Is that legal?? You know, I don't care) Joan looked around nervously. "Hi Will," She drew up a 'I'm confident' face and finished, "What are you doing here?"
Angel/Devil rp
(I mean I just assumed he'd come in anyways. Sorry if I broke the rules ;u;. I gtg to bed now, hopefully see you soon)
(Ok, Gn. I won't be on this weekend or tommorow. Feel free to use my character, just don't do anything out of sorts)
(Hey,)
(I'm FINE with you using my character, especially because I wasn't there. Thanks for moving the story along!)
Helloooo Bellllla
(NO THAT"S NOT MY NAME!!!!!!)
Fine
Hellooooo sTRAYKEYSSSSSS
Rachel is a shy angel who hates any violence. She believes in peace and just ways.
Faray cautiously steps into the room, surveying the damage, black wings tucked close to his sides.
"F-Faray?" Nathaniel's eyes widened in surprise as he glanced between Will and Faray. "How did you guys find us?"
Will sighs as he knows he has to confess. "I umm…… I put a tracking device on one of Joan's wings."
"What. Did. You. Say?" Joan snapped threatenly. However, she was more confused than angry, as the confusion and embarrassment splayed across her face. "Why?" She whispered, unknowingly.
Will shrugs, "cause I didn't get your number." Heat rose to his cheeks.
"Can you take it off?" Joan didn't like the idea of being followed, let alone tracked.
"Yeah, sorry." Will walks up to Joan and takes off a small black chip.
"Thanks. Although your timing is faulty." Joan gestured helplessly around the room. Unnerved. "Again, why? And don't give me that stupid phone excuse," She warned.
"I see that. I'm not lying about that phone excuse."
"ok," Whatever, it doesn't matter, Joan kept telling herself, lying. "Why, did you come find me?" She moved her wings closer to her body, a gesture similar to that of a human rubbing their arms. Her hair was over her face now, nearly casting a shadow.
"I came to find Nathaniel." Will corrected her. "I did want to see you too. I found a new Fallen yesterday named, Patch. He disappeared not long after. Have you seen him?"
Haven't even heard of him." Joan was disappointed, but denied showing it. "Nash!" She called. Joan felt like a cave opened into her chest and was ready to fall in, but ridiculous, right? "What made you think Nash was with me anyway? I could have ditched him."
"Hmm." Will felt really bad for Patch.
Joan noticed a change in mood, "But," Joan whispered, thinking now is not the time for loud words, "What did he look like?"
"Umm. He had brown hair. He was wearing a white shirt and brown khakis. Other than that, I've got no clue." Will sat down on one of the beds.
"Stay here tonight, I'll rent you a room. We'll go looking for this Patch tomorrow morning. Deal?" Joan had no idea why she was doing this, with priorities like teaching Nash, it was a distraction. But she couldn't help herself, and dear God she wanted to do this.
(GTG>BYE!!)
(K, you gonna be back later??)
(yeah, I'm back now.)
(Good night everyone!!!! Have sweet dreams!!!)