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 Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2012 6:48 pm
 Ravon flutters his wings to ease a landing down in a park carefully. The sun had already set, but he needed the fresh air and peace of the silent park. Things had been.....rough for the Guardian as of late. So many problems and no way to fix them. He'd bumped into his prior Contract a few days before and the emotions he held for the girl still dug deep in his soul - but she didn't remember him, as per the stipulations of breaking Contract. All she saw was a good-looking young angel that looked lost and wounded. Sighing and then scowling at himself he pulls his hoodie up to cover up his ears from the n** in the air.
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Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2012 7:40 pm
 For Ermingild, life was a series of days without direction. He had no particular goal set for him, so he simply took each day as it came. His brown eyes looked around with a disinterested slant to their lids. The park was...nice enough he supposed. But it hardly had a engaging element. what was he missing? Riorden? The other cursed pockettu's constant chatter on traps and evil actions wore on his nerves. One did not need to talk constantly about evil in order to be evil. You either were, or you were not. Riorden had to be over compensating or something. Ermingild gave a slow and unhappy sigh as he wandered over a grassy section. His hands slid into his pockets and his brown haired head drooped forwards. Though the air was chilly, he didn't bother buttoning up the front of his long coat. He left the front open and flapping over a gray shirt. With a scuff of his boot he kicked a stone across the ground. He paused to watch the rock roll off and blinked at the sight of a winged pockettu. "Huh..."
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Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2012 7:49 pm
Toying with his lip ring, those bright green eyes of his scanned the park carefully, making sure there wasn't anyone 'creepy' around. His back was turned to the other Pockettu in the background, so he didn't notice him at first. He leans down to adjust the strings on his boots and then uprights himself, stretching his wings out to their fullest, which was a sight to begin with, allowing the breeze to ruffle his wings. Ravon then throws his arms up into the air and his head back, then lets out a yell. For a moment he sounded angry, then he just sounded like a piece of himself was missing. After he ran out of air in his lungs he drops his arms to his side, then droops his wings to the ground, his head still tilted back as he stands there taking in the breeze.
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Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2012 8:14 pm
This was not a sight he had expected to see, so Ermingild merely stood in silence. He watched as Ravon released...well...to him it seemed like frustration. Erming's hands remained tucked within his pockets. his gaze still had that disinterested droop to them. Even after Ravon would bow his head and droop his wings. He mulled over a small assortment of 'cunning' remarks about the shout. In the end he merely strolled himself up behind Ravon, and stepped to stand beside him. He looked ahead, rather then at the winged man. Erming looked out to see what Ravon could see at this vantage point. "Cold out today." He remarked softly.
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Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2012 4:02 pm
Having not expected anyone to be around, let alone get so close to him without him realizing - Ravon lets out a startled yelp and flails about, ending up tripping over his own boots and tumbling to the ground in a graceful display of klutziness. His hoodie flops off his head and his wings sprawl out, eyes wide as he looks up at the other Pockettu, his dark skin flushed in embarrassment.
"Uh, s-sure." He mumbles something else as he looks down at the ground, trying to gather himself a moment.
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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2012 2:44 pm
Ravon's startled response was not entirely unexpected. The fact the other ended up falling on his a** was however. Erming tilted his head just slightly, so the long brown hair shifted over his back enough that he was able to keep at least one eye on the winged pockettu. He was slow, not because of a sense of disinterest. Rather, he was merely deciding what best response to offer in this situation. Finally he removed his hand from his pocket and offered it down towards Ravon. Palm open and up with the slender fingers slightly spread. "I can't imagine your comfortable sitting there." He softly spoke in that same carefully reserved voice.
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2012 10:21 pm
"N-no, of course not." He mumbles uncomfortably before appreciatively takes the offered hand to stand once more, "Thank you." Ravon takes a moment to adjust his clothes to their rightful places, wings shuffling as he does before they too settle down loosely against his back.
"S-sorry about that. I tend to...startle easily when....distracted."
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Posted: Fri Feb 15, 2013 10:31 pm
"Apparently" Ermingild agreed with the statement he had been startled and distracted. Once Ravon had properly readjusted his cloths, Ermingild slipped his hand back into his pocket and looked the male over slowly. "My name is Ermingild Giftzwerg, though many simply call me Gild. Might I know your name?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2013 1:09 pm
Shifting nervously on his feet, Ravon nods in greeting, "Thank you again, Gild. My names' Ravon....personal reasons for not telling you my last name." He glances about, trying to get a better hold of his surroundings. If he didn't see this guy, who else did he miss.
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2013 1:15 pm
"Personal?" Erming echoed with a tilt of his head. "Have you done something to terribly horrific your afraid of being recognized and punished for it?" Something he absolutely doubted, but he wasn't going to pass up the chance to make such a small teasing poke at the other. Perhaps his wings would fluff up as a result?
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2013 1:22 pm
"Eeeeh, it's complicated. I'm not just a random person with wings - I'm a special kind of Guardian Angel....contract work." He blinks and then scowls, reaching up to smack his forehead, "Gah, ignore that please." Shuffling his wings he shifts his weight on his feet, looking mildly uncomfortable.
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2013 1:28 pm
Erming turned his eyes out over the landscape, so Ravon would not see the inner workings of his mind. Just those little words had him curious. "I seem to have placed you in a uncomfortable position. Will you allow me to make amends by treating you to a drink? I think there is a small cafe or something along the park here." Erming 'graciously' offered.
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2013 1:36 pm
"Eeeh, I dunno. My housemate has probably already started worrying about me and she---" He was cut off by a phone ringing from his pocket. He flushes momentarily and mumbles to himself, "S'cuse me." He pulls the phone out and answers it. "Yes, Sky? I'm fine.........no.......no......oh......well, okay. G'night." He hangs up the phone and slips it into his pocket. "Uhm. I got locked out." He blushes and shuffles his wings again, "So...I guess I can accept the drink."
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2013 1:40 pm
Erming was silent as his offer was turned down. He did not have a chance to think of another way to get Ravon to sit with him and talk a bit longer before the phone rang. Politely he waited for the other to hang up, and share a small bit of the details. "Locked out? How terribly harsh." He commented while storing this small bit of info in his head for later. Erming made a gesture in the direction of the cafe he had in mind, then began to walk.
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2013 1:44 pm
Ravon lifts his hoodie back up and stuffs his hands into his pockets and follows the other, wondering just how much more of a blabbermouth he could be. Why oh why did Sky have to have a mini panic attack and lockdown the house again? Now he was stuck outside all night long until she calmed down and unlocked the system.
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