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“ ah .” It’s then the ravenette walks over to the poor soul , a hand coming to stroke its neck before megiddo snapped the chained up angels throat with one hand , the other roughly grasping at feathers . A painful sort of pleasure , then, it’s over . He’s shivering , but the laugh that falls from his lip is far from sweet, it’s sadistic , and maddening . A knife would come out of his pants leg , and he gets to work , draining the angel of blood first , cutting up its body into manageable pieces before tucking them away to be cooked, or eaten raw later . Lastly are the wings left behind , and he takes great care and tenderness collecting the bones from them , taking the slender ones and sucking out the honey sweet marrow with a pleased moan . “ want some ?” 
          
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“ I hadn’t realized you were .. serious about that .” His voice is unreadable but his glowing cheeks give it away , anyway . Soon enough though he would crouch before the chained up angel grinning softly . “ hello little one.. I’m sure you know what’s about to happen, don’t you ?”
          
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Megiddo doesn’t clean up half as nicely as the other , and he wrinkles his nose upon contact “ hey — what was that for ?” Though, he perks up at the sound of a meal , though it’s a bit odd that tyrael is offering . “ a prisoner ? Oh boy .. am I going to regret asking what they did ?” Eyebrows by now have risen , and he strokes his own long ebony ponytail , at the base of his neck . The rest shifts in fluffy spikes atop his pretty head as he stretched , arms up high , the shirt he wore riding up his slender stomach . “ quit staring I might start to get the wrong idea , that you like me or somethin’ “ 
          
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“ ..it’s been awhile.” He admits , immediately hating how even his voice trembles . Though when he sees the old , no longer needed feathers his focus shifts , and he is thorough in removing every one . Only once a small pile of soft feathers accumulated around his feet does he lower his hands , before hesitantly reaching and stroking the strong light arch’s of those great wings . “ your beautiful.” It’s spoken matter-of-factly , and megiddo moves to let the other stretch now, gathering the molted feathers with a soft huff . 
          
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It’s increasingly difficult to tell which kind of hunger plagued him right now , watching the others back tremble from his careful care . “ no . No I know this . You will find me , whenever you need them tended to , understand?” His voice is a bit harsh , a familiar thrill of anger tantalizing on the tongue before it’s ignored , and he sets about tending to the next wing, his hands so very gentle , yet they shake . 
          
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Slowly does megiddo actually realize that he wants help , and nods slightly . “ yeah , yeah sit . “ he’s painfully aware of his anatomy , and quickly stands, moving quickly enough a few records clatter to the floor . “ shit .” Hesitantly his hands lower to the others wings , beginning to untangle some feathers , and gingerly brushing feather like touches to his closed eyelids there . “ you need to take better care of them .” 
          
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