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The cold air nipped at Light's skin and rustled his silver hair as he stepped out onto the white sand. The waves crashed onto the shore and the calls of the seagulls filled the air creating a tumultuous calm. His white wings were folded neatly behind his back as he watched the ocean with gleaming silver eyes; he had never seen the ocean after all, so this was his first time. Light was amazed at how vast the ocean was, the dark water seemed to go on forever and forever making him feel small. The ocean was this vast and majestic body that continued to thrive and exist without any care for the world around it. Nothing mattered to it, and this thought comforted Light. Seeing this, made him realize that it did not matter what type of being he was; all that mattered was that he existed, right here, standing on this sandy shore. He smiled and closed his eyes as he listened to everything around him until he finally opened his eyes.

Light began to walk down the beach, picking up interesting shells once in a while to study them. He watched the seagulls play in the wind, above the vast body of water. The cold air did not bother him much, but the wind would sometimes whip his pale blue scarf around into his face and hair. However, this did not bother him since the breeze would die down. He continued to walk along until he saw another white haired being. He stopped in his tracks and studied the other and saw that it was a girl he had met in one of his classes. Angela, her name was Angela if he recalled correctly. There was also another person with him, someone he didn't recognize but their appearance frightened him a little. He stared at them for a while before turning around and leaving the beach.

ooc: edit [Exit to Carnival]

The goblin remains and the princess will die,
the right road to Faerie, is the blink of an eye...



"So what's your real form like then?" Angela asked. She laughed a little at his uncertainty over being called pretty. "Men can be pretty too. You have very refined features as opposed to very rugged features. It doesn't mean you're feminine. Just...pretty."

She flushed when he told her to make him hers completely. "Well you clearly haven't been paying attention. I'm very possessive," she teased. "I don't like sharing anything that's mine." She twisted her head very slightly and kissed his earlobe. "Though I'm curious just how you propose I make you mine completely. It sounds interesting. Perhaps I shall just write my name on your forehead so people can tell by looking at you?"

((sorry it took so long. Just dealing with...lots of bleh at the moment))

Where charming old stories, in blood are expressed,
like tears of cream on a strawberry dress...

The goblin remains and the princess will die,
the right road to Faerie, is the blink of an eye...



"I wasn't worried about that. I've seen stranger things than horns and tails." She shuddered. That was definitely an understatement. "You have no idea, really. Faeries can be quite...bizarre looking."

Angela smirked at him, despite that she blushed deeply. "You...do you really think that threat scares me? Especially now that my ribs don't hurt anymore?" It was cute that he still thought she was intimidated by him. Well, she was, a little. But not as much as she had been. She bit her lip and without warning, semi-launched herself onto him, pushing him onto his back on the blanket so she could pin him down. "Besides. I'm a lot stronger than I look," she teased, smiling down at him. "You might find the one who gets pinned isn't me."


((I'm going to assume he put his stew down when he started teasing her and that her tackling him and pinning him down didn't cause anything to spill. XD She is pinning him down as revenge. emotion_donotwant ))

Where charming old stories, in blood are expressed,
like tears of cream on a strawberry dress...

The goblin remains and the princess will die,
the right road to Faerie, is the blink of an eye...



Angela relaxed a bit, letting herself rest against Abel as he kissed her. After a long, long (very nice) moment, she pulled away and propped herself up so she could look down at him. She smiled, and gently brushed his hair off his forehead. Then, smiling mischievously, used her finger to write "Angela's Property" across his forehead, using her ability to make the letters light up slightly.

She snickered softly. "There. Mine forever."

((Their version of being affectionate seems to be through insulting each other. LoL Also, don't worry--the lit up writing on his forehead isn't really permanent. XD ))

Where charming old stories, in blood are expressed,
like tears of cream on a strawberry dress...

The goblin remains and the princess will die,
the right road to Faerie, is the blink of an eye...



"Don't make me a bean stalk," Angela teased. One of these days she was really going to have to come up with a proper revenge for his constant ribbing about her height. Something appropriately evil. She wasn't sure what it was going to be just yet, though. But it would definitely be something that made him respect short people. Somehow. "Too bad it's not permanent. I may need to find another method to ensure proper ownership."

Angela sat up and stretched a bit. "Unfortunately, though, we should probably head back. It's getting colder I think it's going to start snowing again. She leaned in and kissed him again. "Thank you for the dinner and...everything."

Where charming old stories, in blood are expressed,
like tears of cream on a strawberry dress...

((Mwa ha ha ha. She should do it to him next time she catches him asleep)) XD

The goblin remains and the princess will die,
the right road to Faerie, is the blink of an eye...




Angela laughed, biting her lip. "Well, I suppose that if you're nice, I might be convinced to take it off," she said. "I mean, if it's impeding your ability to walk, I probably need to. Because I don't think I can carry you all the way back to the school. I could try though."

She helped Abel pack things up, standing then grabbing his arm to pull him to his feet so she could fold the blanket. Damn. He was heavier than he looked. "Now you know how I feel all the time. I can make you stop glowing but unfortunately, I can't stop myself from doing it. It's really...annoying actually."

((Angela will come up with newer, sneakier tactics! emotion_awesome ))

Where charming old stories, in blood are expressed,
like tears of cream on a strawberry dress...

The goblin remains and the princess will die,
the right road to Faerie, is the blink of an eye...




"A pity," Angela said, smirking. "It might be nice to hear you beg me for something just once." She reached up and wiped away the words from his forehead. "I don't think we need to announce it just yet. Besides, Vivian Sinclair already knows, I'm fairly sure. And the cook. And Kasie. And Ayu. It's unlikely to be much longer before everyone knows."

"Well, as long as we keep it mostly quiet until I turn eighteen in a few months, I'm sure it'll be fine." She made a face at him. "I highly suspect no one at the school is going to believe I seduced you." Though, come to think of it...she had, hadn't she? Heh. "Actually, for someone who constantly makes fun of me for being short, and makes constant disparaging remarks about the size of my chest, you were seduced rather easily," she teased. "Though I don't think I put up much of a fight either. So we really are the same..."

Where charming old stories, in blood are expressed,
like tears of cream on a strawberry dress...

((Haha. She just realized she was the one who started this whole thing))