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Post by ✿Ellie¢¾ on Aug 23, 2008 20:23:18 GMT -5
Laying in a hammock tied to two trees was Mephera with her drawing notebook and her special pencil. She was drawing what was going on around her, the trees, the birds and just about everything else. She sat there in silence, waiting for something to happen.
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Aug 23, 2008 20:36:02 GMT -5
A young man weaved his way through the pine trees. He wore an unbottoned shirt, and dark blue jeans. Azazel never buttoned his shirts, he just didn't like it. To him it felt as if he was being punished or locked up in a cage. His wings were under his shirt, strapped to his back with a harness. To the untrained eye, he was just a mer human, but to others, they saw him as a fallen angel.
The blue haired boy slowly walked around. His bare feet glided easy over the needle covered earth. His hands fell at his sides as he walk. He stopped for a moment, just to take in a breath, the various smells of th woods filling his nose. He gave a soft smile, and proceeded.
After a short while, the fallen angel's blue eyes caught something. He narrowed his eyes ashe looked at a girl laying in a hamock. Slowly he bgan to walk over to her. As he got closer, he noticed what she was drawing. He stopped a couple feet away, a smile on his face.
"You are quite the artist," [/color] he as his smiled brightened. "My name is Azazel, what might yours be?"[/color][/blockquote][/size]
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Post by ✿Ellie¢¾ on Aug 23, 2008 20:45:46 GMT -5
Mephera looked up when she heard someone talking to her. She looked at the young man and smiled. "My name's Mephera, but you can call me Mephy if you want." She looked at him for a little bit and noticed that he looked rather cute in the face. She blushed a little when she realized that she was staring.
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Aug 23, 2008 20:56:25 GMT -5
A soft, sly grin spread across his face as he watched her cheeks redded. Azazel was the same as her, not very well acted around the opposite gender. But as he looked at her blush, his navy blue eyes seemed to look at the rest of her face. As his mind started to become full of thoughts, he suddenly relieazed that he had started to blush as well. He quickly looked down at his bare feet, his blue hair falling into his face. He didn't want her to see.
As he felt his face lighten up, he slowly turned his gaze back to Mephy. "Well, I am pleased to meet you Mephy." [/color] A weak smile covers his lips. His left hand slowly raised up at his side, and he slipped his hand into his pocket. His right hand scratched the back of his neck as he thought of something else to say. Blank minded, he let his hand drop and he just gave her a nervous smile.[/blockquote][/size]
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Post by ✿Ellie¢¾ on Aug 23, 2008 21:03:33 GMT -5
Mephy tried to smile back but when she did it turned out looking more like she was scared than happy. nervously she lifted herself from the hammock, but accidently fell out of the hammock onto the dirt covered ground. Mephy got off of the ground quickly and brushed the dirt off of her overalls as her cheeks turned extremely red. "Aren't I graceful..." She said under her breath.
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Aug 23, 2008 21:08:38 GMT -5
Azazel watched her fall with a frown. He was going to help her up, but she had gotten up to quickly for him to help. "Are you okay?" He asked in a worried tone as he watched her face turn red.
|| BLAH! short....
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Post by ✿Ellie¢¾ on Aug 23, 2008 21:14:50 GMT -5
"I'm used to it by now, it tends to happen to me constantly." She said with an embarrassed smile. She began to mess around with the buckle on her overalls as she looked at him nervously. "So...you know enough about me. My name is Mephy, I'm an artist, and a clutz...that's all there is to know, so tell me about you." She said with a kind smile.
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Aug 23, 2008 21:21:02 GMT -5
Azazel gave out a nervous chuckle. "Well... As you might be able to see, I don't like shoes, and I don't like to button up my shirt. You know my name is Azazel, and well, I really am the opposite of a clutz." Being an angel, he was quite graceful, but he didn't want to mention that just yet, he had frightened enough people away from him. He stuck his right hand into his pocket as he finished his little analisist about himself..
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Post by ✿Ellie¢¾ on Aug 23, 2008 21:25:54 GMT -5
Mephy let out a soft laugh. "Lucky you... you don't have to get your overalls dirty." She joked with a light chuckle. "Well, its nice to meet ya." She smiled again. She blushed at an idea she had, She thought that just maybe she could sketch him....
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Aug 23, 2008 21:31:26 GMT -5
She smiled at her and chuckled slightly as well. "Trust me... I am no where near lucky..." He just stopped talking and looked at her. his wings were beginning to ached from being in the harness for so long. He longed to dich to shirt and spread his feathered blue wings, but he was going to wait a little longer. He didn't want to freak out Mephy.
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Post by ✿Ellie¢¾ on Aug 23, 2008 21:38:44 GMT -5
"Um...can I ask you a question?" Mephy asked nervously. She really wanted to sketch him for some reason. He was cute....so maybe that was it. She couldn't wait for him to answer so she just went ahead and asked, "Can I please sketch you?" Her cheeks turned slightly red when she asked him.
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Aug 23, 2008 21:44:19 GMT -5
Azazel was taken aback by her question. "I guess you can....." He said slowly as he took his hands out of his pockets. "But under one condition; you sketch what I truely am." Slowly he pulled off his white shirt, and tossed it to the ground. A brown leather harness covered his chest, and he quickly unlatched the buckle, then tossed the harness over ontop of his shirt. With one graceful motion he spread his blue wings wide, a large smile spreading across his face as he did so. There was nothing better than stretching our wings after they had been folded up for hours. His navy eyes darted back to Mephy as he wandered what she would say about him being a fallen angel.
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Post by ✿Ellie¢¾ on Aug 23, 2008 21:55:42 GMT -5
Mephy looked at him in shock for about thirty seconds or so then she shook her head to make sure she wasn't seeing things. Once she figured out that she wasn't, she looked at his gorgeous wings. She immediantly sat back down in the hammock and began to sketch.
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Aug 23, 2008 21:58:55 GMT -5
He smiled when she didn't freak out or anything. he just watched her sit down and listened to the sound of the pencil scrapping aginst the paper. "Ya want me to just stand here?" He asked, really unsure of what to do. He just looked over at her and slightly shifted his weight to his left foot.
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Post by ✿Ellie¢¾ on Aug 23, 2008 22:03:49 GMT -5
"Um....just look up at those branches." Mephy said as she pointed up at the branches,"And put your hands in your pocket, just look natural." She said. She talked more comfortably when it was about art.
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