The Fallen (Fallen Angel RP Semi-Lit)

[Alpha*]

(Sure, but you'll have to find and convense him at the moment he is a loner, running amok in the city and benieth)

The City of the Fallen, Syri isnt all that quiet to the Broken One's ears. Nor does he let the too-bright lights draw him back to his enshadowed hollow; rather the Broken one looks at the list in his hand with the other clenched around the saphire vyle around his neck. "Mentors...each day I search for Memory... and the meaning of, yet I have not been Graced enough...I cannot find it. Let today be that day." he whispers. And as usual twin sharp pain races down his back and forces Morag's expression to shift. With another, forced smile he turns away and hails a cab.

Under the City of the Fallen, A dark wolf lifts his muzzle to the roof of the sewers and snarls. Blood on his face drips to join another, much larger pool from the death of a human girl. With cold eyes he walks away...it had been fun. The one called Seamus pads sedatedly toward the room he calls his home in the layer above the sewers but not quite the layer of Syri.

[reasonable.]

Demi let go, and looked at her empty cart a short distance away. ""I'd better continue shopping. My grandmother hates waiting.." She nodded briskly, then turned, her brown hair flowing behind her as she grabbed her cart and moved away. Once she was at the plants section (Not to far away from the other Fallen), she made sure nobody was looking. Then, she lifted her palm slightly, making a rosé bush bloom a full grown rose. "There you go. A beautiful flower of nature.." She picked up the plant, and drove her cart back to the cashier register.

[Shaggs]

A smile pricked the lips of Faith at the two newer Fallen. When Demi left, Faith let out a small sigh. This large gathering had been quite fun, but it was far too late for her liking. "Is anyone up for dinner? Perhaps switching numbers?" Faith asked softly. Her golden orbs locked gazes with each Fallen there, not counting Roman. He'd join her for dinner regardless. Hope flickered within her golden depths, it blooming and blossoming inside of her.

Roman's eyebrows knit together slightly as Demi simply up and left. Who would want to leave some of your kin, once you just found them? Roman simply shrugged the thought off. It was certainly something he would not do, but to each their own. Roman's ears perked slightly at Faith's suggestion, as did the corner of his lips. "Yes, it would be a good idea for all of us to keep in touch," The man added. The words rolled off his tongue and passed his lips like his own melody. Curtis of the Angel gene running within all of them.

[Alpha*]

(is anyone free to RP with me?)

The City of the Fallen, is far colder than when he'd left the hotel this morning. Not in temperature but rather in the way people were today...or were they like this every day? Morag gets out of the cab with a large box in his hands, overflowing with food. He had already paid and was now distributing the plates of food to those who wait hungry.


"Mor...what brings you to my city?" asks Seamus grinning from the shadows, his brown hair slicked back. "Gifting mortals...and so...Alone...?" asks the Wer slyly, leaning against a support for the overpass.

The Fallen sighs, "Seamus you should know that I am never alone... not with you tracking me everywhere I go." he says with another sigh. "I am here trying to earn the Answer and doing service; Why are you here?" he asks smiling at an old woman and giving her a plate. "Choosing another brother?"

That question earns Morag a lopsided, twisted smile. "You know my tendancies." he smirks. "One dat I'll get you to...see my way." he promises.

[reasonable.]

Demi looked at her watch. 7:40...Maybe I can just go be with them a little more.. She hated the idea, but she ran the cart over to them. Moving to fast, she swerved it and her plant had swung into the air. "No!"She screamed, and lunged for it. She'd missed it by an inch, and the entire store was looking at her. She watched the plant shatter to the floor, it's now lifeless petals falling off. She felt like her heart must have broke. "N-no.."She mumbled under her breath, and two security guards had appeared next to her.

[Jenn.]

{Alpha*, I am, my angel Ron, and my witch Slue are open}


:::{Di} Dianna Boardmann, Angel Of Prosperity:::
Di opened her mouth to reply to Faith's invite, but was quickly cut off before she could get a word out. She spun around quickly towards the direction of the no that she heard. Goodness she thought to herself as she saw Demetri laying on the floor, what looked to be at least fifty feet away. She shook her head when she saw the security guards approach her. Di sighed, she could easily take care of this situation. With a brisk I'll be back being said to the other Fallen, she swiftly walked over towards Demetri and the security guards. "Excuse me gentlemen," begun Di, "She had only tripped, we'll tidy up the mess, there is no need for anyone to escort this lovely lady out of the store," as the words gracefully flew out of her mouth the guards nodded and slowly walked away. "Are you alright?" she asked as she extended her arm towards Demetri to help her steadily to her feet.

[reasonable.]

Demetri White; Angel of Flowers

Demi nodded helplessly. She didn't want to embarrass herself like this, but she couldn't help it. The plant stood still on the floor, and she gazed at it helplessly."I really have to control my instincts.."She said slowly, and stood up. "Thanks. I owe you one."She smiled a bit, and looked inside her purse. "25 dollars. I have enough to pay, don't worry."She wondered how her grandmother would feel about this, but smiled anyways.

[Shaggs]

(Fellow, I have on your forms that your Fallen's name is Demirti. Are you changing it?))

[Remini]

Damien zoned out the noise aside him, and turned towards Faith with a small smile. "I'd love to, it's not everyday you meet so many fallen in one place." He replied deeply, the smile still lingering. Di had rushed over there anyway, so the new girl would be fine in his book. Plus, Fallen weren't usually the sensitive type, as he'd learned. "Switching numbers..?" He mumbled curiously, more then slightly confused at the term. He had never had a cell phone, since he hadn't had any humans he called 'friends' or made nice with any other fallen before now. He cocked his head to the side in an almost innocent fashion, before Roman spoke. It was a bit odd to him how quickly Roman agreed to the idea, the fallen didn't seem wary of them or territorial at all. Then again, he supposed Fallen weren't always just like underworlders, as he'd been told.

[reasonable.]

(Oops, I've joined so many RP's I've mixed up names X3 Brb, I'll fix it)