Angels And Demons RP

Chris: *laughs* unless you think you'd rather kam had it *smirks*

 

"Don't angel wing feathers have weird special powers?" I poke the feather and it glows slightly

 

"Yeah.."

 

"I have an infinite supply of feathers, thank you very much." I roll my eyes at chris

 

Chris: yeah... Just keep it away from me.

 

"Just for that..." I pull out another feather and throw it at chris, and it suddenly turns to ice and slices him in the arm. My eyes widen

 

Chris: *starts to pale, and bursts into tears, sobbing extremely loud* my... *lays down*

 

"Woah... my feathers are sick!" I say and float over to chris.
"Let me see.@

 

Chris: *his arm starts to shrivel up*

 

"Chrissy?!"

 

"Wtf Chris..." I breathe.
I lean over and place my hand on the cut, a blue glow shining around it.

 

Chris: *arm stops shriveling up, but it doesn't get better*

 

"Do angel wings have an effect on demons?" I ask

 

Chris: no, they just make us turn to dust where we got touched, good thing you stopped it

 

"Wow... do you have a deformed arm now?" I say, cringing at Chris's arm

 

Chris: it's just lame. Numb, there's no point in keeping it next to me *rips it off*

 

"Ahhh!" I scream, and turn away from chris immediately.

 

Chris: *sighs* I don't think it'll grow back...

 

"Chris demons need two arms..." I trail off, seeing blood from the corner of my eye

 

Chris: yeah, but I can do with just one