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Tor stood hunched over the sink with a fine black powder covering the area around the sink and filling it nearly halfway, the water pouring down into it just being absorbed. He had his hands on his head, holding his wings down. He slowly pulled them away, "Is it bad?" Where his black, batlike wings had been are now a pair of fluffy cute white feathered ones, ick.

Torment blinked and glanced at the mirror, twitching as he saw them, "AAWW ********!" He blinked at the mirror, rubbing his eyes to make sure they were real, a small feather floating down in front of his face. With a brief 'humph' he blew the feather out away from his face.

Torment didn't hear what she said, a wierd tingling sensation spread through him as she ran her fingers through the feathers of his wings. He shuddered slightly, "Oooooh....that felt....interesting." He almost sounded like an excited little boy, "Do it again, Do it again!"

"Okay.."

*Half fondling the set of little angelic wings, Kalie jumped at the sound of another voice, her cheeks automatically filling with a rosy blush as she spotted Vince in the doorway, her hand on Tor's little wings freezing as the other rushed to her exposed chest..trying to cover everything the bra didn't leave to the imagination..*

"Uhh..."

Vince was already halfway through a roll out of the way of the force, not spilling his coffee as he stood, taking another sip and peeking his head back into the bathroom. "You know, I wasn't looking down. And I can't see a thing anyways. I see flame, nothing more. And Beside that.... nevermind."

Tor only regarded Vince with a muttered 'bah' as he snapped, his boxxers finding their way to their rightful place. He smirked at her comment, replying as she stepped away, "I'm sure we could go back to bed and just run over the results on my part one more time." From across the room his shades darted to his hand and he slowly pushed them into place as he looked up in the mirror, "Perfection."

In moments he exited the bathroom, wearing his pants, heading back to the closet to find a shirt. His collar leaped to his hand as he slowly put it in place while looking for a shirt. Most of them were quite similar, but he pulled out a grey one with an image a great pheonix wreathed in blue flames upon the back and put it on, slowly buttoning it up as his gloves floated up next to him, pausing to shove his hands in each glove. Once he was finished he retreated to the bed and sat down, slipping on his socks and roughly jamming his feet into his boots, lacing them up tightly.

*Hearing his words from the other room, Kalie gazed across the room at herself, the image in one of the bedroom mirrors portraying a perfect copy, true, but the meaning was lost on her. Everything was chiseled out till it had no flaws, not his creations from what she could tell.. nor his copies. Even in their demented state they still had very few flaws if any, maybe that was why Soulscour had driven so much fear into her..before he changed her to fit his ideals. Feeling a chill she broke herself away from the image and finished pulling her shirt down, to find Torment gone from the bathroom and lacing his boots up..*

"What needs to be done..?"

"euh.. "

*Eyeing Vince, a funny expression coming over her face.. she paused and raised her hand, about to say something else to Torment, but instead could be seen dashing from the room. The hurried sounds of her boots hitting the floor as she ran down a flight stairs and through a couple halls. Not stopping till she walked into the living to find him.. for lack of a better description almost cowering in a corner..*

"Vince...?"