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[sorryitasedyou]

Who: Human!Darcy sorryitasedyou or Angel!Erica seizurings and YOU!
Where:Various
When: Angels/Demons event
Rating: PG for language? Will bump up if needed
Summary: Erica and Darcy wandering around the mansion (catch-all)

The Story:



Darcy:


Darcy is getting more and more confused as the weekend progesses, doing her best to avoid people with wings. Whether or not they do the same remains to be seen. She can be found wandering around the mansion, most of the time with earbuds in or her nose buried in a book trying to pretend that a ton of people didn't just sprout wings.

Erica:


Erica is beyond annoyed. Being an angel carried its own responsibilities, but that meant she had to care about other people and their issues. She has taken to perching on ledges and finding the roof increasingly more appealing than she had before. She doesn't have to deal with people if they aren't around to bug her about stupid things like miracles and guidance.

[ooc: Hit me up with who you want, where, and when. Prose or action both okay.]

Comments

:D

[sorryitasedyou]

She relaxes slightly, rolling her eyes and lowering the book.

"Les Misérables." It's only 48 pages longer than War and Peace... Nothing too major, like anything over 2,000 pages.

"And yes, with everything going on, being in my own little world is definitely in order. So... other than scaring the crap outta me, whatcha up to?"

She gives him another look, concern etched on her face.

"Wait - are you human or did the mansion do you in too?"

\o/

[gadjos]

He's not much of a classic literature guy, but hey. Props to her for investing herself in something bigger than the largest doorstop most libraries have ever seen.

He points at her, "How do you know I was human before the mansion pulled me in, huh? For all you know, I could've been, like, a robot or a werewolf or a dracula or something."

Crazy impossibilities, right? He doesn't answer her question, though, because for some weird reason humans are way more used to angels than they were back home, and way more wary.

Because he's totally an angel. Since pretty much forever.

[sorryitasedyou]

She raises her eyebrows at that. "That is a valid point... Although from what I've seen lately, people seem to be one of three things."

She smirks, giving him a small shrug.

"As long as you're not a demon, we'll be good. I've already had one book destroyed, I'd prefer to not repeat that."

Thanks Dean.

[gadjos]

"Then we're square," he responds decisively, pleased that she isn't going to push the angel point. He finds it easier if he doesn't broadcast that whole schtick when he doesn't have to. The last few times he has, it hasn't gone over so well. Granted, Blake was easy enough, but that other guy...

Yeesh.

Since she is his charge, though, he's got a duty to try and steer her toward safer paths. He nonchalantly scratches at his chin as they stroll. "You really think it's such a good idea to walk around out here alone, though? I mean, considering all the fuckasses with horns ruining perfectly good books?"

[sorryitasedyou]

She arches an eyebrow at him.

"I'm fine, mom. Besides, I'm not alone - not anymore... Unless you're planning on ditching me? I could always go run in the woods or something. See if I can track down the Jabberwocky...?" She gives him a gentle nudge.

"I'm kidding. Besides, already had a demon knock on my door so it's not like my room is safe. It's gonna happen either way so I figure it's best to just roll with it."

[gadjos]

"Shit, there's actually a Jabberwocky?" He comments, surprised. He still thinks demons are kind of a bigger deal, but they really should put that shit in a fuckin' pamphlet, right? What if some poor asshole happens to take a midnight stroll through the woods for no particular reason (on a full moon)?

Gee, thanks, welcoming committee.

Whatever. His lips twitch up at her nudge, and he shoves his hands in his pockets. Nudges her back with an elbow.

"Nah, I reckon I'll stick around a while," He decides casually, like he wasn't planning on doing that anyway. "Where would we be if chivalry were dead, eh?"

[sorryitasedyou]

She gives him a laugh. If anything, the idea of chivalry had become a hell of a lot more realistic while in Wonderland. Constantly being around superhero-types had a tendency to do that.

"So if you're gonna stick around and be chivalrous, what do you wanna do?"

Because she could easily take a break from her book without needing much, if any pushing.

[gadjos]

"Well," He considers, tilting his head back to look at the sky, thumbs in his pockets while they walk. Hundreds of years watching humanity, and he hasn't got the slightest clue what they do to pass the time.

In his defense, they're in a magical world of bullshit or whatever. "There's always bowling."

He suggests it with a lighthearted shrug, but something in his voice gives away the fact that he thinks it's the worst idea humanity ever came up with.

Because it is.

[sorryitasedyou]

"Bowling?" She laughs, stepping a little faster in front of him before spinning on her heels so she's walking backwards in front of him. She gives a small hope that he'll stop her before she trips or runs into anything, always willing to live a little dangerously.

"What about swimming or hanging out on the beach? Board games can also be fun... or poker...?"