Feathers of Time ~ 1x1 with -Rawrz- and ★βℓαcκ-Ѳʋт★

[|Akatsuki|]

Marcel James

Marcel frowned, "Carson, what are you?" He asked getting that feeling again, it disquested him having it.

[rawrz .]

"Oh, I'm still at the food court," he said, pretending like he misunderstood what Marcel was asking, though he knew already. "And yeah, I didn't know you two would be at the same place," he gave a faint laugh. "Anyway Annie, I just wanted to make sure you were okay," Carson said into his phone.
Annabel nodded, "Yeah, I'm fine ..." she said softly.

[|Akatsuki|]

Marcel James

Marcel growled slightly, "She's fine, we're in our dorm." He said turned, "But I'm leaving right now anyways." He said and kissed Annabel"s cheek before walking out.

[rawrz .]

Annie was about to object, because it wasn't yet time for classes and she wanted to talk with Marc, but he was gone. She sighed, turning her phone off and then flopped down on her back with a sigh.

[|Akatsuki|]

Marcel James

Marcel walked to the food court and looked for Carson.

[rawrz .]

Carson was sitting down at a table all by himself, munching on some fries, getting used to the taste of human food because it tasted ... strange to him. He ran a hand through his hair, not sensing Marcel.

[|Akatsuki|]

Marcel James

Marcel spotted him and walked over to the table, "What the h*ll are you?" He asked almost growling.

[rawrz .]

Carson's eyebrows raised and he knew he couldn't get away with it now. He chuckled, taking his fake glasses off and then looking at Marcel with a laugh. "Oh, can't you tell? Trying to get her away from you? I'm her guardian angel dipsh*t," he said with a roll of his eyes, "And I was told to keep her away from the likes of you, now," he said, standing up and pushing him down into the seat, "What do you want with her?"

[|Akatsuki|]

Marcel James

Marcel growled, "Why is it, whenever I run into a guardian angel, they always think I want something from the human their watching?" He said. He stood and turned away, starting to walk back to the dorm.

[rawrz .]

Carson glared at Marcel, not feeling bad for him or anything, but still. He was told that there was danger for her at this school, and knowing Marcel was deamon pretty much just made him think that ...