@n1ght_w4nderer ↔ @FollowerOfVirgo conversation


I'll go looking for you, I have a flashlight with me. . . If you see a light its gonna be me.


Follow me .
And careful were you step.. there's holes in the ground that lead to the +


Alright! I’ll be careful!!! Thank you so much for inviting me mister Edgar!
[He follows after edgar. A bright smile on his face.]

[ He seemed to know exactly were he was going, ocassionally looking over his shoulder to see if the angel was +

[ After a bit of walking they finally reached what looked like an old, metallic door, probably what used to be some kind of control room inside the sewers.. ]

Wow, is this your front door?!? So coooollllll!!!!

[ He pulls it open. At first the inside is completely dark, he goes in first before Florian can, a few clicks are heard.. and now there's warm light coming from inside. Nothing crazy, +

[ The room inside has been repurposed, theres blankets all over the floor to cover the cold concrete below, a small bed sitting on the floor, boxes and a few cabinets that take up +


It's so cozy in here! So many blankets! I like blankets, they're warm. Do I sit down or take off my shoes or anything?
[He asks with a sparkle in his eyes, he is wearing his +


[ Edgar points to the empty space next to were he's already left his boots.. he looks a bit awkward now. Right, Florian is here.. but what's he supposed to do now? What's the proper way to ask someone to show their +

[ He gets a bit lost in thought, and without realizing it he's staring at their wings. . . He has so curious about those too. ]

[Florian takes off his shoes. Still trying to figure out if he's allowed to sit down or not, human etiquette is confusing. Some humans have very different opinions on what is okay in their homes... He then remembers what he is here for.]
Oh! You wanted to see my... +


Sit down if you want to, I don't care.
[ At the mention of the thing they'd came here for, he stays silent for few seconds, pondering their options. ]
Hm. Are you okay with having a small cut ?

I think I am! It shouldn't hurt too much, right?

[ Edgar replies simply, looking for something inside his bag that had been sitting next to his bed. The boy pulls a hunting knife, sharp, shiny, not a single dent or scratch in its surface, like its brand new. He sits down +

[ Edgar appears calm, but the anticipation is already killing him inside, he can't help but wonder about what he's about to see.. how different would it be from the description? how much blood would come out? does it look different when it dries up?… ]
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Can you um.. move it closer ?

[He says, moving his arm closer to Edgar. He’s bracing for the brief pain already since he doesn’t want to flinch when he gets cut.]


I’ve never deliberately bled before, hehe…
[He giggles slightly, since he feels slightly awkward.]

Woah. . . is it just like this for all angels ?
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..I wonder if. . .
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[He pauses seeing Edgar’s finger going to Edgar’s lips.]
What are you doing?
[He asks as Edgar tastes the blood.]

[ Edgar feels really conflicted. He wasn't expecting something like this. His cheeks turn a little pink as he +

. . Can I do that again..?

Sure! If you want!
[He holds his arm out even closer to Edgar than he did originally. He rustles his feathers, he’s happy to make Edgar happy. Atleast he thinks Edgar is happy.]

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[He says, his voice shaky and uncertain.]