Marshlands

B-Bomb closed his eyes for a while, to calm down. "I'm... fine..." He choked out, head facing the ground. He slowly felt better and looked up at GD. "See? I'm fine." He said again and stood up, dusting his trousers. He stretched his body and his wings. "So back to topic, what's so ridiculous about the rules up there?" B-Bomb asked and sat down again.

@B-Bomb_DarkFairy He nodded in response and pulled his eyes away from where the tiger was. "I guess so.." He breathed, turning his gaze back to B-Bomb. Concern filled his face once his eyes settled on the latter's. He looked a little pale and the way he sat down told him he was feeling uneasy. "Are you okay?" He asked, frowning slightly as he knelt in front of him; peering at his face.

@GDragon_Angel B-Bomb inhaled as GD shot up when the tiger pounced. He was sure that GD was gonna teleport. True to his thoughts, they appeared at the other side of the marshlands in less than 2 seconds. B-Bomb felt like throwing up. "I don't think he'll come after us though. After all, he knows we aren't food." B-Bomb replied as he stealthily sat down on the ground, trying to feel better even though he was pretty sure he looked awful.

@B-Bomb_DarkFairy "I hope so." He replied, eyes still on the tigers. He hadn't heard of an angel that had been able to talk to animals before and after some of the thoughts he'd seen running through it's mind he didn't think he wanted to. As soon as he saw the tiger begin to pounce, his wings came down creating a powerful gust as they shot up, aided by his jump. He focused his mind on the opposite side of the marshlands several hundred feet away from the tiger where he teleported, gently gliding down to a ground and putting B-Bomb back on his feet. "It's not going to take him a long to figure out where we are." He whispered, folding his wings away as though they never existed. "He's got a keen sense of hearing and smell so we better stay hidden and up wind."

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((Its okay haha))

@GDragon_Angel B-Bomb silently gasped as GD held his middle. He lightly blushed and held his breatth as the angel instructed him to. He could see that GD was waiting for the right moment to fly up. He was still not breathing. He had trained that skill. B-Bomb asked, 'You're going to teleport?' B-Bomb was a little unsure and hoped he wasn't too heavy for the angel. He held on to GD's shirt in nervousness.

( B-Bomb******** OTL so sorry )

@B-Bomb_DarkFairy Moving slowly so as not to trigger the tiger, GD shuffled closer to B-Bome and wrapped an arm around his middle. He needed to make sure he had a good hold on him otherwise it might not work; and he could get left behind. Despite only knowing the fairy for less than an hour he didn't want anything bad to happen to him. Swallowing the slight awkwardness that followed he gave B-Bomb one simple instruction. "Hold your breath." With that he turned his attention to the tiger and gradually spread his wings, crouching as he prepared to jump. He knew he was relatively strong but hoped B-Bomb wasn't too heavy so that he could lift the two of them off the ground before they teleported. For him it was always easier up in the air. He was just waiting for the right moment, for the tiger to strike.

@GDragon_Angel B-Bomb rolled his eyes as GD hissed at him. 'Trust you? What are you going to do?' B-Bomb raised his eyebrows suggestively. B-Bomb had a feeling that GD was about to do something he himself wasn't able to. He hoped it was a fool proof plan and not one that would be a suicidal attempt. 'Yeah okay. I... trust you...' he whispered telepathically.

@B-Bomb_DarkFairy "Keep still!" He hissed, keeping his eyes locked on B-Bomb as he sat rigid like a statue. If the circumstances had been better he might even have joked that he resembled one of the stone angels on top of the buildings in the Human world. Only this wasn't a time for jokes. However; mention of another world reminded him that he had the ability to teleport. It wasn't a full proof plan but it might at least by them some time. "I have an idea, but your going to have to trust me."

@GDragon_Angel 'Towards the east. Dammit keep your wings." B-Bomb replied trying not to move attract more attention. Then he suddenly remembered that he had a sleeping potion with him. But he wasn't sure if it worked on animals. Even if it did, the quantity he had may not be enough. His hand sneaked to his belt where the potion was latched on. He could feel the tiger's eyes on the both of them. He pulled out the potion and accidentally dropped it, rustling the grass and making the tiger growl.

@B-Bomb_DarkFairy "Where?" He answered, keeping his mouth shut. He knew B-Bomb would be able to hear him because he spoke directly to him telepathically; also not wanting to disturb the tiger that was near them. He cursed his luck for having such big white wings as he said before. They were easy targets and the luminescent light given off by them was sure to attract the tigers attention.

@GDragon_Angel B-Bomb watched as GD talked, listening carefully. "What could be so ridiculous?" He laughed and asked the winged man whose wings were covering his body partially. B-Bomb felt the wind tickle his ear, whispering in a rapid voice. B-Bomb's eyes widened. Since the angel could read minds, he talked in his head instead. 'There's a tiger prowling in the area.' He thought and froze.

@B-Bomb_DarkFairy GD's wings were beginning to annoy him. They were too big, easy targets and got in the way most of the time. He sighed again and frowning, crossed his legs; stretching his wings to wrap around himself partially. "I'd rather not have rules to be honest." He admitted, resting his elbow on his knee and propping his head up with his hand. ""It's good for law and order but some are just ridiculous."

@GDragon_Angel B-Bomb was envious of those big magnificent feathered wingsangels had. Sure, he loved his own gossamer wings that his were as delicate as a butterfly's. SUre, they changed colors and everything but they just weren't as... /spectacular/ a sight compared to an angel's. "Well, that's sad. The fairies don't even have rules. We just live separately." B-Bomb said and shrugged

@B-Bomb_DarkFairy "Yep, and I've broken them all." He grinned before sighing deeply; remembering how close he'd come to being kicked out on numerous occasions. Again he'd had Kyuhyun to thank for saving him, vouching for him to have a second chance. He stretched out his weaker wing, fingers brushing through the feathers as he tried to straighten them out.

@GDragon_Angel B-Bomb laughed bitterly. At least GD had someone or somepeople to even care what he was doing. Unlike himself, nobody around him. "A lot of rules up there, huh," He replied, looking at how GD was rubbing his shoulder. 'Must have hurt like a bitvh.' he thought, considering how he made that potion and the knife that he had sharpened more than a few times.

@B-Bomb_DarkFairy 'B-Bomb huh?' He thought to himself, noticing the hesitationt he other gave. 'Not bad.' He rubbed his shoulder then and listened to B-Bombs explanation before replying. "It's okay. I do the same thing. That's why I get into so much trouble up top." A wry smile lit up his face as raised a hand to point towards the sky; indicating that he was talking about heaven.

@GDragon_Angel B-Bomb hesitated on whether to tell a light creature his name. His nice side eventually took over his mind and he replied GD. "The name's Lee Minhyuk but call me B-Bomb." He said and sat on the ground, cross legged. He laughed sheepishly and said, "I was just thinking of having some fun. I get carried away sometimes."

@B-Bomb_DarkFairy "Kwon Jiyon... just call me GD." He opened his eyes and leaning on his good arm, slowly started to sit up, although it was a little hard and everything was screaming at him to lay back down he ignored it. "What's yours?" He asked with a wince when he was fully upright, he could feel the healing spell start to work and the pain lessened.

@GDragon_Angel B-Bomb frowned at the angel. The angel was kind of annoying. Why ask so many questions about his kindness. His frowned etched away and he shrugged. This angel looked pretty sad. He must have gone through a lot. The sensory block was about to disappear soon. "So... What's your name?" B-Bomb asked, not wanting to call the angel 'The Angel' all the time.

@PrinceTaemin_Elf ( Lol wut? XD )

[Make babies....I am sorry I'll leave. Sorry...]]

@B-Bomb_DarkFairy "Why are you helping me?" He asked quietly, staring blankly up at the sky from where he lay on the ground. The antidote made his voice left his throat feeling slippery yet warm and fuzzy and he was wasn't sure how to respond to it. "Why didn't you just leave me there?" He continued, wish the fairy had. An eternity buried alive under layers and layers of marshland mud was a better alternative to staying on dry ground where his thoughts resounded painfully in his head.

That was the downside of immortality. Being an angel he would have to live forever with the distressing memories and he didn't want to. It didn't seem as though he had much of a choice though and closing his eyes to trap the tears that threatened to spill behind his closed lids, he tried to think of something brighter to no avail.

((Started flying******))

@GDragon_Angel However sadistic he was, B-Bomb didn't /really/ want the guy to die. he pondered as the angel gave up and started singing. He sighed at his own soft-heartedness and proppelled straight down and swerved to hurl the angel up by pulling his arm. Yes, the mud was disgusting but at least he wasn't covered in it like that guy was. Before the angel fell, his face had fallen to an expression that showed despair. Maybe the angel wasn't such a bad guy.

B-Bomb lay the angel down on drier grounds and took out the antidote and poured it in the angel's mouth before the poison would start destroying all his internal organs. The angel was already healing but B-Bomb still added a healing spell that required him to draw a pattern on the angel's forearm with a potion. B-Bomb sighed, dripping some of the essence he had to draw the pattern for the healing spell.

@B-Bomb_DarkFairy His words hit GD hard and made him remember all the emotional hurt of the past week. During that time all he had done was run away. He ran away from heaven, ran away from Kyuhyun.... ran away from Hyojin. All it had done was bring him nothing but despair and he hated it. The faries words were so precise, so spot on that it was as if he knew exactly what was happening with him.

As he thought this through the knife sliced into his back, making him give a shocked gasp as he tumbled out of the sky, landing heavily as he skidded into a marshy area of the marshlands. The thick mud surrounded his body as he slowly, slowly began to sink. Due to the poison he couldn't move and made no effort to as he stared bleary-eyed into the ground. Everything came crashing down on him all at once and unable to deal with it, he gave up.

@GDragon_Angel Sure, B-Bomb knew that angels were strong, but this guy was unnaturally stronger than others he had fought."You can run, but you can't hide..." B-Bomb playfully whispered and let the wind carry his words to the angel's ears. B-Bomb flew up into the sky to follow the injured angel. 'What a pity, his wings were pretty.' B-Bomb thought and giggled.

B-Bomb flew after the angel that couldn't fly as fast. He took out a knife that he had sharpened and lathered with poison. With a perfect aiming, he threw it straight on the shoulder of the angel. His grey wings shimmered with sadistic pleasure

@B-Bomb_DarkFairy His eyes widened as he felt the roots wrap around his wing and before he could do anything about it, pain seared through his body. He gave a pained cry as his body was pinned to the ground, trying fruitlessly to stop the roots from binding around it. Panic gripped him at the sight of his own blood and he had to tell himself repeatedly to calm down. 'It's heal GD, get a hold of yourself.'

He grit his teeth and held back another groan as the bind tightened, cutting into his skin. After a moment of struggling he tensed his muscles and drew his arms out away from his body, using his god-given strength the break the bind around him; flying up and away from their grasp to another point in the marshland. Red blood trickling down his arm and back.