that's the beauty of a secret {p w bear} you know you're supposed to keep it

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    i'd do a little form but heh i never know who my character is going to be until i roleplay them. the fc is niclas gillis <3




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    "so i came to the gym to work out but ur over there doing vertical push-ups and bench pressing a *ing rhino and now i can't stop thinking about you" angel x demon
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    also, what's going on with your scrollie? maybe i can help if you can't figure it out. <3
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    I got it!! I think I deleted some code or something ?


    Anyways lemme type up a first post. I truly stink at first posts don't let it reflect how I usually post!
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    alright, i'll wait patiently! <3 take your time babe. cx
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    [please forgive me for this]

    Alec's soul purpose - okay maybe not soul purpose as he supposedly didn't have a soul - but his main purpose as a demon was to wreak havoc. He was supposed to help people make bad decisions, drive them towards being evil, doing evil. Things that would bring them closer to the gates of hell and far, far from the gates of heaven. Alec never questioned this duty, no, not since he fell from heaven. You see, Alec was a young angel, he was naive and easily manipulated. He blindly followed a very bad angel, who wanted to change some rules around. Little did Alec know this angel was bad, very bad, and he tried to kill one of the more powerful angels. He failed and was destroyed, and all of his followers were stripped of their wings and sent to earth. From then, the demons found him and took him in. Alec let them, he felt betrayed, not having been given a chance by the angels to redeem himself. He was just thrown away instead. So Alec let the evil sink in, he let his light go out until all he knew was how to be a demon.


    It almost felt good, having this power. He didn't have much power as an angel, but as a demon he could control. Control the humans, make them do something, change their thoughts. Maybe he himself was being infected by the demons and the evil had seeped into him but he truly didn't care anymore. He hadnt cared about anyone or anything since falling from the heavens about a year back. At the moment, Alec was at the gym. Oh yes just a regular old human gym. He'd been following around this young teenage boy; he'd met a gang the other day and had been contemplating joining them, so Alec was there to persuade him to join, to ruin his life. The boy occasionally would go to this gym, so Alec was there now looking around for him. But, they weren't there yet, so the young blonde man decided to fit in and head over to the weights area, picking up a rather large one, and working out. Alec could just make himself invisible to the humans, but he didn't feel like wasting his powers on something like that right now.


    He was wearing gym clothes anyways - a black tank top with some long shorts to go with it and sneakers. His muscles strained and flex as he lifted the weights. Alec looked the same as he had the day he died, maybe just a bit healthier and more muscular. He'd been handsome, and girls often flirted with him, tried to get him to ask them out. The problem with that was Alec had never been interested in women, it was always men he'd been attracted to. So right now, at the gym, he was doing his best not to look at all the guys working out. It wasn't easy but he focused on the weights, keeping his mind on that, breathing in sync with lifting the heavy weights.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 410px; font-size: 9px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; line-height: 11px; margin-top: -7px; text-transform: lowercase]as an angel, it was difficult to really... live. any sort of sinful thought or personal desire was imprinted into crispin's brain as wrong and bad and that he should never want anything for himself. he'd never personally had anything to begin with, but... even so. it was always nice to wonder what it would be like to actually have something. he wondered what it would be like to have something to himself. to be able to do what he wanted. but, sadly, instead, he was forced to take the roll of a guardian angel. anything he ever did was to protect someone else. it was always to make someone else happy. his own happiness was never put into question, because everyone assumed that being an angel automatically made you the happ-happ-happiest person ever.


    he'd been born as an angel. created to serve. it was saddening, really, to know that the only way he would ever enjoy something to himself was if he did something as wrong and bad as fall from heaven to get it. honestly, it wasn't worth it. crispin had been raised to think that anyone who fell and became a demon was... the worst type of people. people who were willing to put themselves before anyone else, and that was going against everything crispin had ever been taught.


    the angel liked being on earth as a guardian angel. he was usually paired with people who weren't religious, who had troubles with wanting to end their pain. it was crispin's job to try and help them -- to make sure they didn't take their own life. the particular human he had been helping, whose name was morgan, was particularly struggling with drug abuse. they had been "friends" for about a week now, and morgan was pretty much dragging the angel to the gym, because apparently crispin needed to "get out there and get some". which... crispin didn't know what that meant, but he had a feeling it was a sin.


    walking into the gym after morgan, the guardian angel glanced around, wanting to cringe at how many immodest people were in here. men without shirts, women exposing much more than they should... it was odd. the human seemed to forget that they were apparently here to help crispin in some way, because the male sat down next to a man in a black tank top who was lifting a rather surprising amount of weights. despite telling himself that he couldn't take his eyes off of morgan, the angel found himself with his eyes more on the other male, rather than his own task at hand. apparently morgan had seen the other male as well, because he started to strike up a conversation, which kind of made crispin feel out of place. just the slightest.


    truthfully, he felt out of place in all ways. while everyone was wearing tank tops or no shirts at all, crispin just had on a plain t-shirt and jeans that hugged his form just a little too tightly for his liking. morgan was more dressed for this occasion -- a tank top and shorts. crispin was pulled down onto the bench next to morgan, somehow managing to suppress a surprised yelp. the angel bit on his lip and tried to keep his eyes on the ground, though, admittedly, they did occasionally flicker up to the other male. "do you lift that much as a starter every time?" morgan asked with a raised eyebrow. the human flashed a bright and pearly smile, which was surprising, considering how much bad stuff probably wanted to erode his teeth. "you wanna spot me?"


    (( who holy crap this was bad oops.
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    [Oh pfsh that was way better than mine]


    As a demon, his powers included being able to influence a person towards a certain direction, though it was ultimately the humans decision. He could not force someone to do something, only sort of steer them in the ways of evil. He'd had a few cases in the past that did indeed fail, and thereally was nothing more Alec could do. Others had gone successfully, yet Alec never really felt a sense of pride or power knowing he brought someone to their side. Alec rarely ever felt anything for that matter. He'd been almost numb since he fell, devoid of any emotion. That was easily masked though, with sarcasm and arrogant comments. But that was only ever shown towards the other humans, and that was if he showed himself to them. Mostly he kept himself invisible, using the powers if mental persuasion to get people to make bad decisions. Now, Alec obviously couldn't get into everyone's head - that would make him all too powerful. No, it was only ever the people who struggled with the light and the dark side [strike]like kylo ren [/strike].


    Alec sensed that now, some people around him were contemplating some bad decisions. One of the really buff guys was on drugs to enhance his performance, but he was addicted and couldnt stop. But, he wasn't one of his assigments, so Alec didn't bother. Plus he was sure one of the other demons was on the case. A pretty demon named Kaelie who had a huge crush on him had people in this area as well. Alec tried to avoid her, instead of just openly admitting his sexuality. It didn't matter anyways, he didn't have a heart to give to anyone, so relationships barely mattered. He'd only fooled around a few times with some human males, but none recently.


    He paused his weight lifting when a human he recognized came into the gym, followed by an attractive man he'd never seen before. The first male was Morgan, the male he was expecting to come today. Alec had never visibly shown himself to Morgan, so he found it very odd as he began to strike up a conversation. Alec looked at him confused, but flicked towards the friend with him, eyes lingering for a moment. In Alec's opinion, he was the most attractive man in there - his rugged looks. However, he was not there to flirt. He stopped lifting and placed the weights back where they were supposed to go, and stood, tilting his head at Morgan. "It depends on how I'm feeling," he replied, eyebrow raised in amusement at this human. "I suppose," he looked the human over, who was much smaller than him. "Your friend not strong enough to spot?" he joked, green eyes glancing Crispin's way again.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 410px; font-size: 9px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; line-height: 11px; margin-top: -7px; text-transform: lowercase]the obvious flirting from morgan was odd. then again, crispin had come to realize that morgan was just a very flirty individual as it was. the human would even try to flirt with crispin, much to the angel's dismay. it never ceased to make him uncomfortable, though he was getting better at handling it like a normal human would. he was getting better at just acting like a normal human -- he learned more human terms and stopped talking like he's living in the amish ages, which was always good. he had learned very quickly that if you didn't speak like your physical age's generation, then you were in for trouble. and if there was one thing that crispin didn't want, it was trouble.


    he had known that morgan was involved in gang activity, which was also something that crispin wanted to help the other with. however, morgan just knew the angel as "bailey", because crispin felt that his first name would seem out of place. so he just went with with his last name, instead. and, honestly, he didn't really mind the fact that morgan was a bit touchy feely -- since it seemed the human had never really done anything inappropriate to the angel. not yet, at least. crispin was very set on keeping his chastity for a very long time. losing it would mean losing his angelic status, and that terrified the young angel.


    the angel shimmied off of the bench when morgan shifted to lie down. he was expecting the human to pretty much strip, since it seemed that the other would be in to the idea of trying to show himself off. when crispin was brought up in the conversation, he glanced up, accidentally meeting the other's green gaze with his own whiskey-colored one. the angel flushed slightly and glanced back down at the floor, wanting to not really be in this situation. "bailey?" morgan asked, sending a small glance to the lithe angel. "pretty sure he ain't strong enough to lift some chopsticks, ain't that right, bailey?" the human teased. the angel gave a small roll of his eyes, suppressing a small huff of air.


    "your grammar is atrocious, morgan." his voice was as sweet and attractive as the rest of him. what? he was an angel -- he was supposed to be perfect in every way.
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    How he'd gotten to heaven to be an angel after death confused him very much. As a human he'd never acted on his attraction for men, so maybe that was it. And maybe the fact he'd died tragically helped him out there. Alec had lived during the civil war time, he'd been killed in a riot. Alec never even wanted to be a part of the war, avoided being recruited because he was scared. Terrified of violence, of fighting...killing other humans. Other people wanted to avoid being recruited as well and rioted, and Alec who was just trying to get home had been stabbed, and bled out in the street. From then on, he'd gone to heaven and forgot time and space and was up there as an angel - Until more recently he had fallen - that was about ten years before. So he'd been a demon for quite a while now.


    Alec moved to stand behind the lifting station so he could spot Morgan. An evil thought crossed his mind - letting the bar drop and hurt the man...but nah. He wasn't the kind of demon that went around killing people. Those were corrupt demons - souls that seek revenge mostly. Even though demons were supposedly seen as vile creatures, even they had rules. They were only to influence humans to their side, influence them to make the worst decisions. Killing them was frowned upon, but you were rarely punished for it. Alec glanced back and forth between Morgan and the other male - apparently named Bailey, wondering why they'd come over to him to bother. Morgan was either flirting or being overly friendly with Alec, which he didn't mind, but Alec wasn't going to act on that. Oh no, not with one of his "clients". Truly this was all amusing to him.


    When Morgan spoke the angels name and glanced toward him, saying he probably couldn't lift much. And then Bailey replied, making Alec stare longer than he had before. He wasn't sure if it was his voice or the words he used but his attention was captured for a brief second before he let out a small chuckle. "He is correct," Alec replied, eyes moving back to Morgan. "Though it's possible Bailey is stronger than we think," he added, and began spotting the human. "I'm Ryan," of course he wasn't going to use his real name either. Only few knew it; Kaelie and his boss.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 410px; font-size: 9px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; line-height: 11px; margin-top: -7px; text-transform: lowercase]it was almost infuriating how much the human was oblivious to everything in his life. Apparently, Morgan had been searching for his soulmate, and first thought that Crispin was supposed to be his soulmate. Hut soulmates only matched in one little area -- markings on the back of your neck. They were less like tattoos and more like scars. Sounded pretty easy to find your soulmate, right? Wrong. Only you and your soulmate could see the markings on the back of your neck. Often, you would see people on the street approaching one another and looking to see if they could see the mark. Crispin has been blessed with the chance to see a good few people find their soulmates -- find their happiness -- in the streets.


    Even so, the angel was convinced that he didn't have a soulmate. Everyone who walked and talked and lived and breathed had a soulmate. Every human, demon, and Angel had one. But that didn't mean that you always found them. And sometimes your soulmate would die, but you could go your entire life thinking that they were out there, waiting to be found, when in actuality, they died at birth. Crispin was convinced that his soulmate was dead -- it wasn't another angel, an no human had lived as long as the guadian angel. It briefly crossed the angel's mind that maybe it was a demon, but... That was impossible, wasn't it?


    When Morgan actually began to lift, Crispin glanced around the gym, noticing that quite a few people were watching the trio. Maybe it was because Morgan was being somewhat loud with his talking? Or maybe it was because the other man with them -- Ryan, was his name apparently -- was devilishly handsome. Or it could even be that Crispin just drew attention to himself without meaning to. He was angel -- meant to be otherworldly beautiful and gorgeous. That was probably it, though Crispin liked to believe it was because of Ryan. If Crispin were human, he would have thought Ryan was an angel as well.


    Morgan barked out a laugh. "He's so small, though! I don't even think he could even lift a box-a-glasses! I suggest you start picking up some weights, Bailey."


    The angel felt a small annoyance bubble up inside of him. "And I suggest you go back to third grade to learn proper sentence construction and grammar, but it seems neither of us are getting what we want right now." There was a small silence and Crispin mentally repented for such harsh words.


    Morgan began laughing again. "Shit, dude, I didn't think you had that in you."
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    [fancypost bgcolor=black; border: none; width: 460px; height: 200px; padding: 10px; overflow: hidden][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 460px; height: 200px; padding: 0px; padding-right: 27px; overflow: auto][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 460px; min-height: 200px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: #e6e6e6; font-family: verdana] Alec stood there as the two bantered back and forth between each other, a light smile on his face. He wasn't sure what these two were to each other. They didn't seem to know much about one another, at least not well. Maybe they'd just met. Though, Alec had been following him around for a while and he had not seen 'bailey' before. Although, he wasn't around Morgan 24/7, he did take time to himself. One day he had gone and looked for his grave -- he'd found it, weathered down, his name faded. He'd felt something that day, a feeling an emotion: sadness. It had been a long time since he'd felt anything other than anger, or nothing at all. Alec did notice he was feeling something today too. He had no idea what it was; maybe it was just the amusement from the odd human boy, but something was different and he couldn't figure out what.


    Alec recalled being told about soulmates, and had wondered if he would find one. That was until he was thrown down on earth. How could he have a soulmate if he had no soul? Well, that was what Alec believed - that he had no soul, and therefore demons could never find someone or be happy. Poor Alec was still so naive and ready to believe anything anyone said. He needed a reality check or wake up call or whatever it was the humans called these things nowadays. No one was around to care though, so it didn't seem likely Alec would get through this ignorance. Anyways, the blonde demon kept chuckling at the sly comebacks from Bailey. He seemed shy, but he was very good with his words.


    However, Bailey hadn't spoken to him directly, just Morgan. It bothered Alec a bit, because he wanted to be noticed by this other man. Alec frowned momentarily, at himself because this wasn't like him, to act so needy. "He's not that small," eventually Alec spoke up after a few moments or so after the last thing spoken. "You two are amusing," he admitted, and then had Morgan set the bar down so he didn't have to spot anymore. "I've got to go in a bit, I'm getting hungry" it was true, usually he preferred to work with those he was assigned to alone, without a third party to get in the way of his job. Plus, there was something odd about this Bailey character, it was as if he was blocking Alec's abilities anyways. He couldn't get into Morgan's head, see his thoughts. Alec didn't like that. "So either you're going to need a new spotter, or Bailey will have to do it," he crossed his arms over his chest. Oddly enough though, Alec didn't want to leave. He felt drawn to Morgan's friend..or acquaintance, or whoever he was.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 430px; font-size: 18px; text-align: right; font-family: baskerville; line-height: 11px; margin-top: -4px;]✧ — Crispin Bailey[/fancypost]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 410px; font-size: 9px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; line-height: 11px; margin-top: -7px; text-transform: lowercase]well it was a good thing that Ryan seemed amused. Itbwasnt hard to tell that the other man was drawing some kind of happy emotion from the light bantering. Which was not really good to Crispin because he didn't want to be know for getting slightly salty in a public gym. Was that a term people used anymore? Salty? Either way, it didn't really matter to the angel. Morgan never seemed to mind the bantering and in fact it usually seemed like the human's mood was raised because of it. Sometimes, though, he didn't understand why Crispin was so flustered and shy around "adult" topics, but he just came to the conclusion that Crispin was just a bashful virgin -- which... Was true, in a way.


    When Morgan put the weights up, Crispin tilted his head. He wondered if they were done here, which was both good and disappointing. Good because Crispin was uncomfortable in this environment, but disappointing because Morgan had interrupted Ryan. As sinful as it was -- and Crispin made sure to mentally repent -- he enjoyed watching the other male lift such an impressive amount of weight. It was a sinful and rather obscene observation that he didn't want to have; but now that he had it, he kind of wanted to see more.


    No, he wouldn't do that. No. Turning his attention back to Morgan, the human looked up at Ryan. Morgan wasn't exactly the smallest of people, but it just so happened that Ryan was bigger. Crispin, on the other, was probably one of the smaller people on the scale. It wasn't that he was short and skinny -- rather, he was fairly tall. It was just that he was slender and lithe and had very little muscle mass. He wasn't a fighter in the physical sense -- more of a psychological fighter. When he was around the humans he needed to protect, the human's mind became a safe haven from demons who wanted to twist their thoughts. It was something that Crispin's aura did automatically -- he never has to try to do it. When Crispin wasn't around, though, the human's mind would become open again -- ready to be tainted. Which was why the angel tried to be around the other as much as possible.


    "You're not gonna ask me along?" Morgan feigned a hurt expression and Crispin frowned.


    "Morgan, leave him alone. You've already bothered him enough."


    "See, Bailey, this is how people make friends. You can't just shy away from everyone," Morgan responded, not taking his eyes away from Ryan. There was definitely a sinful desire in Morgan's eyes; one that made Bailey shift uncomfortably. "Well?" The human raised an eyebrow as Crispin just bit on his lip and turned his attention to Ryan's sneakers.
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    Alec had to admit, he was starting to get a little annoyed by the human. He'd suddenly clung to Alec like he was some famous person, someone he couldn't possibly separate himself with. The demon was both flattered as well as creeped out. He liked attention, but not this much attention... plus he'd prefer more attention from Bailey. But that was probably because the man was being distant - Alec liked mysteries and Bailey definitely was one. He'd prefer to try and get him alone and talk to him, but there was the annoying Morgan, who desperately seemed to want Alec. An idea formed in his head though - perhaps if he strung the human along for a while and then ditched him it would help push the boy towards the drugs direction, the gang he was hanging around. And a plus side to all of this, Bailey might be there too.

    "I-um," Alec at first wasn't sure what to say as Morgan pretended to be upset he was leaving so soon, and practically invited himself along. He was surprised though, when Bailey defended Alec, saying he probably shouldn't but him anymore, though Morgan wouldn't go down so easily. For a while he glanced back and forth between them, still debating if he would go through with the plan he thought of earlier. "I'll accept your company," he eventually replied, "As long as you're paying," he flashed a smirk, being slightly flirtatious only if to get what he wanted. "First, I would like to go clean myself off. I smell repugnant," he glanced back towards the locker rooms where there were showers. "I'll go clean off, and you two can meet me at the diner on the corner of the street, yes?" he didn't even wait for an answer, he merely smiled handsomly again and wandered towards the locker rooms. Alec was sure the human would agree since he was so persistent.


    The demon let himself into one of the showers, stripping and leaving the sweaty clothes to the side. He'd probably just steal someone else's change of clothes when he came out, since he didn't bring any to change for himself. Alec had never been expecting to actually run into the human. He should have just stayed invisible and he wouldn't have to deal with this. A few minutes later, Alec stepped out, dried off with someone's towel, and then opened up a locker no problem, changing into another man's shirt and shorts. The shirt just managed to fit - it was black, a little tight, shortsleeved. Then the shorts were gray, nothing fancy. He kept his shoes and then headed out down the street to the diner. Alec had almost thought about skipping out, but if Morgan really was going to pay - a free meal was always good!
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 430px; font-size: 18px; text-align: right; font-family: baskerville; line-height: 11px; margin-top: -4px;]✧ — Crispin Bailey[/fancypost]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 410px; font-size: 9px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; line-height: 11px; margin-top: -7px; text-transform: lowercase]it was difficult not to get annoyed with the young teenager. Not only was Morgan clingy, but he was also lacking in the knowledge of what personal space was. The angel would give him point for being so upfront and confident, but... When it came down to it, Morgan was not exactly the best people to be around. He liked to use people -- liked to butter them up and take what he wanted from them. He was a thief and a liar, but Crispin was determined to ease the human out of that. Even though Morgan was only about eighteen -- or was he seventeen? -- he was definitely doing things that he wasn't old enough to be doing.


    The human started to make his way to the showers, a sinful gleam in his eyes. However, Crispin stepped in and grabbed the other's wrist, giving an angelic look of discomfort. Again, Crispin's strong suit Sat within psychological temperament. Because of this, he was an expert of getting what he wanted -- or, rather, getting what other people wanted. For the greater good, and to prevent Morgan from doing something as sinful as engaing in homosexuality... Crispin had personally never seen anything wrong with different sexualities. Was it not okay to love who you loved, regardless of their gender? Even so, he was taught it was a sin, so that's what he believed.


    As they were walking to the diner, the human piped up. "You know you're gonna pay for the food, right?" Because Morgan didn't have any money that he didn't want to waste on things other than drugs and alcohol and clothes. He was a bit of a scumbag, though Crispin would never admit it. He just allowed the human to pull him along, still determined to get Crispin to lose his virginity. Why was that even consider a bad thing?


    Sitting down in the diner, Crispin curled up in the booth seat. Morgan Sat across from him, while the angel leaned back of his body against the wall, bringing his legs up to rest his shins along the edge of the table. In all honesty, he looked rather adorable, though he wasn't trying to. He wasn't trying to bring attention to himself, though it seemed he would never escape that.
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    Alec barely got more than a few steps out of the gym when there was suddenly a presence beside him. His eyes shifted over and he raised an eyebrow at the sight of the young ginger woman beside him. When she saw he'd noticed her, she grinned and slipped in front of him, walking backwards as he walked forwards. "Hello, Kaelie," he let out a small sigh. "What do you want?" he asked, green eyes curious as she stopped walking, forcing Alec to stop so he didn't bump into her. Kaelie's usually sly smile morphed into a pout as she tilted her head up at Alec. "Cmon, you're not happy to see me? I've been gone for a few weeks," she pointed out, putting her hands behind her back. "Since when do you do mundane activities like go to the gym? You usually stay invisible," her voice lowered as she spoke to him.


    "You were gone? I didn't notice," this earned Alec a hard look from Kaelie, and he shrugged in an apology. Sometimes Kaelie was okay to be around, other days she was annoying, kind of in the way Morgan was, but less....aggressive. "And I am working on a case, trying a different approach. In fact, I'm going to meet up with them now, I'll see you later," he tried to move around her and Kaelie grabbed his arm tightly. "Be careful. I've seen demons go rogue because they befriended their humans. Usually fallen angel demons, not pure-breds," she warned him and Alec merely scoffed, shaking his head. "Believe me when I say this; I have no interest in befriending this kid. This is part of my plan," he replied and pulled his arm free, giving the red haired demon a wave. She snorted before disappearing down the street.


    Alec, now free, headed to the diner like he said, slipping inside. His green eyes trailed over the various people in the seats before his eyes found Bailey first - tucked up in the corner hugging his knees, while Morgan was across from him. Alec didn't approach yet, he merely observed, trying to get more of a read on the other male in the situation. Was he part of the gang that Morgan was in? It didn't seem likely, innocence radiated from the man. So why on earth was he around the reckless Morgan? These were questions he'd have to ask later, not now.


    The demon eventually stopped staring and made his way to the booth, dodging waitresses with plates of food. Alec slid in next to the angel - unbeknownst to him - and gave the both of them a small smile. "Sorry if I'm a little late, ran into a friend out there," he apologized - whoa [i]apologized - and settled into the seat. "You're all comfortably I see," he teased the man beside him before picking up the menu that was set out on the table.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 410px; font-size: 9px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; line-height: 11px; margin-top: -7px; text-transform: lowercase]morgan was busy playing with the pepper and other such condiments that they give you on the table. crispin wasn't exactly sure if he wanted anything to eat, but... morgan would probably make a scene if he didn't get something. he just wasn't a big eater, you know? never has been. it wasn't like he didn't need to eat, because he did, it was just that he usually ate smaller, lighter meals. nothing that would ever come close to holding a candle on how much morgan ate. it was odd, seeing a rather small human such as morgan eat so much. it was a wonder that the male wasn't obese. though that was kind of a rude thought, and crispin mentally apologized to the human.


    feeling the seat next to him dip down a bit, crispin raised his head off the wall and glanced at ryan. he wasn't exactly expecting the other to sit beside him, but... then again, morgan was pretty much laying on the other bench, so the other didn't really have an option. he wasn't technically laying on the bench, but he was twisted on his seat with his legs draped over the cushions as a type of footrest. the human was busy looking through the menu that he had taken from crispin, since they had only supplied this table with two menus, thinking it was only the guardian angel and morgan, but... he didn't mind. it wasn't like he was going to sort through what he wanted. morgan would probably order for him.


    at ryan's words about him being comfortable, the angel gave a small and somewhat bashful smile, his cheeks dusting a light pink. he wasn't used to all the attention being placed on him. or, rather, he wasn't used to the attention from such a striking man. but, no, he couldn't be thinking about that. it would only serve to taint his mind. the angel looked back at the table. "yeah... i mean, i usually sit like this... but yeah. i am. and i hope you are, too..." ugh, he was so bad at talking to people. he could see morgan smirking at him as he glanced up from the menu, and the angel simply tucked his chin into his knees and stayed quiet. after a while, morgan placed the menu down and stretched his arms above his head with a small grunt, then went to playing on his phone. crispin wanted to scold him for not being social, but he also didn't want to be a hypocrite...
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