The story is much more known than I though, lol thank you everyone, and Love you Gilmore! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Brian~ Synia's red, glistening hair dropped, caused her to bite her lip nervously, and her eyes were bloodshot from her silent sobbing. Had something happened. I clenched my jaw, trying to get her to calm down, because anything that hurt her seriously could cause a hundred years of pain and suffering of her crying, I think. "I'm, I'm sorry for your dress."I sighed, hoping she had the courage to forgive me. She in a split second turned soft again, her legs shaking a bit, at least not when she saw me, she finally rubbed the tears off her cheek and gratefully minted, sounding of honey,"It's nothing, Brian. You musnt need to worry. Then she did something I wish he hadn't. She went to glass-like floor and starting retrieving the stunning peacock feathers from the floor, looking helpless. She guided her delicate hands through each stroke of the feather. I felt like I just chucked her at a wall. Politely, I dragged my dark wings into my back, causing them to disappear, and assist her in the mess I've done, I swear I caused her to look like a train wreck. I shred her stained muddled, lilac dress to a very short length for hr, the flowers and seams in her hairs to go out of order, and jumble into her own forest of tangled hair. Her feathers were spread between us, like a blanket, making my insides twist. She was such a tall woman though, at the ground, she looked petite, but she arched like a giant goddess, which could she would have been the best role for it. "Brian."I heard her voice echo. "Yes?"I flinched when she kept not looking up at me, she was still picking the feathers. "What happened?"she said with a sobbing tone. With every once of guilt I managed in a shrill voice,"Just crazy stuff, you wouldn't understand." Then she clenched her fists, which I didn't expect,"Oh really? Brian, I'm not that foolish, your father told me." My back shrunk, and I felt weak,"You did?"trying to ease her. Then she became calm again,"Indeed. And I guess you shall go back...?" My head throbbed. Was she that smart? "Don't worry, I just want you to know I'm there for you, no matter what.", she stretched her blazing white wings, and pecked me on the cheek, it felt like air, which caused my face to flush. "Would you like to go and get some doves with me?"Synia, asked, her shameful eyes glittering. I bit my lip, it was almost about to bleed. I had to save Pheobe, but what I did to Synia....what can I do? I looked at her, fully clear,"Then I must leave to do some errands." She smiled sweetly and took her basket and started walking through the streets,"You shall come?",her heart stopping smile of guilt got me. "Sure."I followed her. What would happen? It's just Synia. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ FEEDBACK PLZ!
Phoebe~ My red, ginger hair was swept back as I leaned against Jaden, waiting for William and Matthew to hurry up and get off the damn Sinbad ride they've been on maybe, I dunno, four times now. He smiled, braiding my hair. "Phoebe~" he chirped, pecking my cheeks and smiled sheepishly. "Yes, lad?" I responded, kissing his right cheek. His blush turned into a dark crimson. "Billy, Matt and I are going back to my house after this to watch all the Paranormal Activity movies. I was wondering if you wanted to come with.." he asked, hiding his crimson stained cheek. "Sure, lad. My parents wouldn't mind." I said, not really caring what my parents thought. Not like the thought of me being killed or actually caring about me ever ran through their heads.
Brian~ I can admit hanging out with Synia was not the baddest thing in the world. She was sweet, and didn't want to start a fight, I hope. As we started to walk around the sheer building of the Legion, I wondered,"Hey Synia?"I said, sheepishly. "Yes?"she turned her back to focus on me, her crystal blue and other darker blue eye gleamed. I was startled by her eye color. "Two questions....one...what happened to your eyes?"I quietly said in a low fashion trying not to offend her in any way possible, because I don't know what she's capable of. She blinked a few time, her delicate lashes fluttering out and in,"Well..."she said, her hands gently letting her basket of feathers on the ground,"Some angels can be that way. Have you heard of a grace, from Kristin Cashore's Graceling, Fire, and Bitterblue?"she asked politely. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sorry short update kinda busy, What's wrong with Synia? Is Brian afraid of her? Find out next!
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Phoebe~ I hummed along with Jaden as we walked home, meanwhile we have William and Matthew shoving each other and laughing. After a few minutes they stopped and started laughing at Jaden whom was walking on his hands. "Love, you're going to get hurt-" I rambled, trying to stop him. "I'm fine, Phoebe. It's okay." he chuckled. After a minute he got back on his feet like the rest of us. His home was really nice, it was painted warm colours, and the carpet was a pretty colour of forest green, almost like mine. Jaden's were brown, Williams were a hybrid colour between green and blue, and matthew's were brown.
Brian~ I tried to go ahead with it, but I had no clue. Graceling? Huh? "Erm...yes."I questioned myself. "......Anyway, it's kinda like that. Some humans have some sort of power, or way of themselves, to show that we are the best. It's called a grace mainly. That's why the eyes come intact."she smiled, pointing her finger to her eyes. I nodded. Grace? When was this? "How....if not rude...how old are you?" Her eyes narrowed, but she played,"Well, to everyone else, I'm as old as the Legion, I suppose. My mouth gaped. The legion? That's impossible! "How are you not aging?"I cringed, thinking she would take it as a compliment. "Reincarnation, Brian."she winked which caused my cheeks to bicker. Damn her. "The second question, why do you need doves?"I asked, nervously. "Brian, are you shrinking on me?"she rested her soft hands on my shoulder. "You musnt worry. Plus, the doves are for the Festival of the Becoming, and well the peacocks are for a new couple of angels who are going to be married today, she wanted me to make it "vibrant."she chuckled, touching the exotic feathers,"That man sure is strange." I nodded. Proceeding to her, she finally asked,"Brian, do you think, maybe, we....could..." "Could what?"I said faintly. Not the becoming. Not the becoming. I said that in my mind a million times. "Could you help me make the dress? I'd always need help."she grinned. A dress? Maybe she was making me help her too much.... "I'm sorry, but I have plans." Then the light in her eyes and her gorgeous smile faded. "Oh."she whispered softly, embarrassed. Then Synia sighed coldly. "It was great seeing you though."she looked up, helplessly. "Yeah, glad to help."I hated that look in her eyes, it was killing me. "Well, I must go."she looked at the floor. "Yes, sure." "And Brian?" "yes?" She got out of her basket was a white dove with black wings and legs, cooing softly and flapping her wings, eyeing me. "I found her at your place. I thought it was yours, so here." She carefully picked up the bird, causing it to remain calm, as she gently layer it on my shoulder. I didn't want to intrude, but the dove just looked at me strangely, I never owned a pet. "She seems to like you."she giggled. "Yeah..."I laughed, politely. "Bye Brian." Then Synia shot her blazing white wings into the air, leaving me with the dove/ pigeon thing. I set it down. "Stay." I said, moving away. I couldnt believe I was training a dove. But the dove just jumped to me. I groaned and stuffed the bird into a flower bed and ran off, to go to the portal that deprecated the Surface to the Skies. It's time to get Pheobe. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ What do you think?
Phoebe~ As we walked I laughed the whole time as they each told me stories of Fifth and fourth grade, since I was in their opposite class. It was hilarious! Jaden fell over a chair, William got lead stuck in his hand and Matthew got a staple in his hand. They sound horribly bad, but truthfully the story was funny! -------------- :3
Brian~ Teaching the ways of the portal, isn't that easy, really. You have to get through elite guards, travel through a tunnel of horror, and if you survive, go back to the real world. As I hurried to see seven guards guard the portal, I pondered. A distraction. Then a huge coo came over me, causing me to jump and the guards to go cautious. Oh great. It was the pigeon, and I bet it was grinning at me. Then an idea pops, and I say,"Distract the guards." The pigeon nodded, and starting screeching the other way for the guards to leave post. As I sneakily, carefully went into the stage where the portal lay, a low voice said,"Stop, fool!" A guard stayed behind and had his spear at my neck. I was doomed. Then the pigeon gold ahold of the guards nose and pushed me closer to the portal, which made me trip into the portals darkness, it made my eyes droop, and sleep. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~