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@callingofcrows 
                                   [   his dark eyes would falter from the concrete below to the man that now seemingly appeared in front of him, he scoffed at the comment. a dreadful sight? he was just a little banged up he wouldn't exactly call that dreadful, his tidy appearance was quite the opposite from what cassidy himself sported, a best over a long sleeve button up, a brown neckerchief, a big buckled belt, scuffed worn out boots and of course his brown hat, he looked up to him from beneath the brim of it ]  “ pitiful.ᐣ.. i am / not / pitiful.  ”  [  he murmured as he spat more blood out onto the pavement below.  ]

@hyueshavoc ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ "well,   aren't you a dreadful sight,"    the man drawled,   stepping out from the shadows that blanketed nearly the entirety of the sidewalk.   dressed in business attire,   his suit had not a single wrinkle.   his wings had long been retracted into his back,   his horns invisible to the human eye.   it was uncomfortable,   but it was a small price to pay for the little freedom he was granted a few times a year.    "while i’d rather not spend my..."    he paused,   trying to find the right word,    "hm,   vacation..  looking after another,   you're just too pitiful /not/ to help."

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ (   maybe he was,   baring his teeth is the closest thing to a smile he could do in this form.   all he could respond with is a rumble,   continuing to fold and stretch his wings.   once you got over the possibility of death,   a dragon is truly a gorgeous creature.   his scales were smooth,   very few damaged,   and his many horns resembled strength and power.   it was something to admire.   )

@ofhorns ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀"ah,   so i’m right.   did you transform merely to impress me?”    he circles kenzou,   soft fingertips running carefully over his scales.  julian gasps as he spreads his wings,   majestic as the rest of him,   maybe even more so.    "are you.."    he cocks his head,   "smiling?"

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ (   at the sight of the others wings,   he’d spread out his own,   no intention to put them to use;   just to show them off.   julian was right,   but it’s not like kenzou could verbally confirm his words.   his ears twitch as he’s pet,   kenzou baring his teeth in a playful manner rather than as an intimidation tactic.   )

@callingofcrows 
                                            oh.   okay,   so yer some other type of creature.   if ya ain't a demon and 's all real.   [   he squints.   ]   angelic being?   are ya really?

@bloodbarren ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ "demon?"    he purrs,   making a grand show of landing,   the earth beneath him churned and broken from impact.    "you amuse me.   most perceive me as an angelic being.   i have never been called a demon before..   your answer is no,   though."

@callingofcrows 
                                            both.   how the hell,   ..   yer not some kinda demon,   are ya?

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ (   a small nod.   )       it’s new for me too.       (   he waits,   patient and staring at his nearly folded wings.   but,   once they perked up again,   his hands quickly do what they once were.   it took him a second,   more like a minute,   to speak up.   )       thank you.   for letting me touch them.

@zombiephobic ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀"you didn’t.   i am sorry for assuming.   this is new to me."    he explains,   going quiet a few seconds later.   another minute passes before he extends both wings out for ro.    "continue.   it feels good when you comb my feathers,   also saves me the trouble of doing it myself."

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ i never said that.       (   and his hand fell back to his side as his wing did the same,   disappointed but he didn’t show it.   )       we’re,   we’re friends.       (   it felt unnatural to say,   but he was willing to nonetheless.   )

mm. i'm busy. 

@quikcharge ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀"yes,   actually.   for you to get out,   you don’t belong here."

@testedsoul ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀"if i wasn’t practically being forced to get you out of here,   i would."    begrudgingly,   he extends a hand. 

(…)  uh-huh.  gimme a hand or let me rot. 

@testedsoul ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀they did,   actually.

@cousinsbeaches ⠀⠀⠀⠀ sprawled lazily atop his branch,   julian would stare indifferently down at her,   allowing a few heavy seconds to pass before answering.    "(…)   you’ve gotten yourself quite turned around,   miss.   the nearest town isn’t for miles."

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ (   beautiful;   he’s never been called that before.   but at the implication of his scales looking anything other than real,   his attention is pulled elsewhere.   )       yes.

@ofhorns ⠀⠀⠀⠀"my,   what a beautiful creature you are.   are those scales real?"