Lias M. Cain
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A gorgeous view up here. The school should come up s-"
Not much a subtle time, to one who was supposed to be used to flying by now. Swallowing a bug, hoarse coughing, flying through a tree, and one loud thud later, Lias finally made landfall on the courtyard of Shinestar Academy, the place he'd call home, at least for the next year or so. Not sure after that. "
Well, that was less than cordial. I'll have to clean those up as soon as I get these bulky things into their place in my back," Lias said, looking up at the hole in he'd made in the tree limbs of a nearby apple tree. A frown on his face, from the senseless destruction of nature, Lias got to it.
After collecting all feathers that fell from his wings, Lias vaporized them with a couple small arcs from between his fingers. "
Too much waste for one day, Cale, please don't hold it against me," Lias said, as he removed what was left of his shirt. He didn't have much notice to remove it before departing that morning. Oh well, not like he was ashamed. Didn't care much for drawing attention, but sometimes, it couldn't be avoided. Sure he'd inevitably get some sort of notice, with either massive tattoos covering his back and sides, in the image of a pair of wings, or real wings themselves on occasion. As his wings pressed straight into his back, the tattoos began spreading down his back, until reaching his sides, where they stopped. throwing his shirt back on, or what was left of is, Lias departed to find his room. "
Hopefully I wasn't assigned a room with someone, too off the wall, even by this place's standards," Lias thought as he wandered the halls, finding out like so many before him, just how big it really was. Being and Angel once, Lias still carried himself in a manner that would inspire peaceful feelings among those who came in contact or at the very least, close proximity, of him.
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