The Fallen (Fallen Angel RP Semi-Lit)

[reasonable.]

Oh, ok ^^

[Shaggs]

A small, masculine chuckle was emitted from Roman at his sister's words. The sound of the other angel talking made his green orbs switch over, watching her rip open a package of candies. He learned her name to be Phoenix. Apparently, she already knew his name. Roman nodded at her latter comment, now hoping to find this fifth fallen. "Very odd, indeed," He replied in a deep, throaty voice. Roman had a hard time trusting people- to say the least. Especially the supernatural. Fallen often had history dealing in demonology, attempting to retribune God for sending them all here. It always failed, but never was a good thing. That particular thought made Roman ever more worried about these three new Fallen. More for Faith then himself.

Faith smiled slightly at Roman. She soon saw his body tensing ever-so-slightly and just about rolled her eyes. Typical Roman to make a situation, that was a good circumstance, appear bad. Faith noticed Phoenix grab for a bag labeled GummyBears and wrinkled her nose up a bit. Candies never were a favorite of hers. In fact, Faith never allowed even Roman to bring them in the house. The taste was a vile one, in her opinion.

[Jenn.]

:::{Di} Dianna Boardmann, Angel Of Prosperity:::
None of the meat looked any good, she she decided to go to the check out registers. On her way towards the registers, she spotted a group of a least four people talking. They had something about them that reminded her of back home. Di curiously walked over to the group, still pushing her shopping cart. She looked at each of them. Goodness she thought, what should I say? Maybe a simple hello or hi will suffice. After a few seconds of awkwardly standing there she decided on what to say. "I hope I'm not intruding," she said with a sheepish grin on her face, "But you all seemed . . . . . somewhat familiar" said Di as tucked a long piece of brown hair that had fallen into her face, behind her left ear.

[reasonable.]

Demi walked into the store with her shopping cart and bag. Her mothers necklace hung around her neck, and she clutched it tightly. Something didn't seem right today. She walked towards the meats, and looked over at the huddle farther away. Huh. I wonder...She thought, and decided to walk over. "Hi! I'm Demitri. My mother said that I should talk to kids my own age, but that's before she-"She almost choked on her own words. Looking down again, she thought quickly. "That's before she went away on... Vacation."

[Shaggs]

Faith noticed this new Fallen went up to the small group. From there she began speaking, perking Faith's intrest even more. "You're not intruding at all," Her tinkling voice replied, smothered in nothing but joy. It was somewhat odd this Fallen had not sensed the angelic auras emanating from each Fallen in the area. Faith shrugged it off none-the-less. "That's because we are all Fallen," Faith said bluntly. She got straight to the point, lowering her voice only slightly in case any mortals remained. The odds of that, however, were very unlikely. Faith opened her mouth to reply yet again, when a voice cut her off. The voice sounded smooth, too soft to be human. With a grin as big as Texas itself, Faith turned to meet yet another Fallen. The smile slipped, however, when the angel's- Demi's- words faltered. Faith sensed a deep sadness radiating from Demi. Being polite, however, Faith ignored it.

Roman watched with amusement dancing in his green orbs as Faith conversed with this Fallen. She seemed quite shy, which stirred his interest. Shy Fallen were not very common, most were outgoing. Roman practically perked at the sight of another angelic presence. He was gobsmacked, to say the very least. Yet another Fallen to add to the list. They all met in not the classiest circumstances as well.

[reasonable.]

Winter's eyes darted to Roman. She nodded slowly, then turned her head back to Faith. What should I say?She thought, but kept on smiling until something dawned in her mind. "So.. What brings you to the grocery store today? Here to go on an adventure!"Winter suddenly realized how stupid she sounded. Her whole face turned red, and she looked at her shoes. Nice job, fairy-girl.She thought and kept looking at her feet.

[Jenn.]

:::{Di} Dianna Boardmann, Angel Of Prosperity:::
Dianna glanced at the other Fallen around her. She offered them a light smile. "I'm Dianna, tough you can call me Di if you'd like." said Di as she nervously looked down at her shoes, then back up at the other Fallen. She glanced over at the other Fallen that had just walked up to the group. She seems rather bold thought Di as she extended her arm for a handshake.

[reasonable.]

Demi didn't want to seem rude, so she shook Di's hand lightly. "I-I noticed something. We all seem like...She lowered her voice."Fallen.."Her eyes sparkled in excitement.This is the chance to finally meet someone like you!She thought, and couldn't help but smile.

[Alpha*]

The city of the Fallen, Syri glitters beconingly to the one called Morag MourningStar but he simply, silently turns away from the window. His phantom eyes glow with a pain he can hardly remember the reason for and with his back to that outside world he shrugs on a dark cobalt blue t-shirt over his black jeans and boots. A thin silver chain with a saphire vyle, the size of his thumb-nail is placed around his neck; his hand lingers on that vyle a moment longer and then with a knife strapped to his waist he leaves his appartment to 'welcome' this accursed day...each one like the day before. Mor's pulse quickens when the elevator gives a quiet ding; because though this day is like every one before it for this man...he cannot remember a single moment from them -each day is something new. A smile is carved upon his face.

[Shaggs]

((Hey ALpha, do you mind if your were is in mines pack? I don't care what rank, but we only have two so far.))

Faith glanced down at Di's hand, then towards her face. She began to raise her own to meet this other Fallen's phalanges, but was stopped when Demi stuck her hand in. Faith pursed her lips slightly, but decided to shrug it off. With a smile Faith nodded her head towards the two. Golden orbs began dancing in delight, eager to learn all there was to learn about these Fallen. "Call me Faith," She replied, quirking a single eyebrow up. As if to study these two and figure out what made them tick. A personality quirk.