PeculiarSasha

AngelxDemon {DayzeeLewis1121+PeculiarSasha}

It takes some time to come back to himself, but he can feel the angel stirring, and that is his sign. He calls his senses back inwards, observes for a moment his own heartbeat, his own breathing, before opening his eyes again. The cabin is too bright for his liking, even in the early light of dawn, and he hisses in disdain. He blinks, blinks again, his eyes losing their glow, their redness, returning to an almost human shade of brown, wings and horns and tail retracting until there is no trace of them left. Only then does he turn towards the stirring angel.
"You're awake."
It's not a question, and yet, he can't help himself hoping for an answer.

AngelxDemon {DayzeeLewis1121+PeculiarSasha}

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AngelxDemon {DayzeeLewis1121+PeculiarSasha}

There is nothing he can do without leaving the cabin, so instead he keeps watch, listening to all of the sounds of the world on the outside in an attempt to forget about what lies on the inside. The creatures of the night seem to go about their lives, hiding, hunting, keeping out of sight either way. It is quite calming, and soon he finds himself drifting through the night, neither awake nor asleep. Time seems to stretch, to constrict, to flee from his notice in a way he cannot describe, until the sun starts rising again.

AngelxDemon {DayzeeLewis1121+PeculiarSasha}

He watches the sunlight play across her skin as it sinks, then sets. With night taking over and darkness rising, he once again feels his blood sing in his veins with powers. There is no need to conceal himself, so he lets them take over - huge, leathery wings breaking from his shoulder blades, unfurling with a strange, foreign rustle, horns growing out from his temples, twisted and curling like those of wild sheep, and a pointed, leathery devil's tail growing from his tailbone, swishing across the ground. The red glow of his eyes give off an eerie, otherworldly shine, focused only on the sleeping form of his- of the angel on the ground. Her purity, her innocence are an offense to his entire being, a polar opposite to everything he'd ever embody. And yet, the humans had treated them just the same, caught them like wild animals, locked them away, for nothing but their nature. A low growl escapes his throat, his snarl revealing sharp, pointed fangs.
Ridiculous, stupid humans. To be so caught up in their own hubris, to think they'd even have the slightest chance against heaven or hell, not to mention both at the same time.

AngelxDemon {DayzeeLewis1121+PeculiarSasha}

He can't stop looking at her. Even now, seeming almost human, she is a sight to behold as she is bathed in the golden light of an early sunset. He doesn't question how she'd found the cabin they are in now, chalks it up to her angelic powers - finding shelter certainly seemed fitting for a creature like her. Instead, his mind keeps racing, wondering why fate decided to bring the two of them, and in a place like that. Wonders how long she'd already been there, before they captured him in his moment of carelessness. Wonders what they'd done to her, if they'd known what the dark would do to her, if they had planned it. Wonders what will happen next, now that they're free.

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AngelxDemon {DayzeeLewis1121+PeculiarSasha}

He follows her lead as if in a trance, mind racing and yet empty at the same time. He knows he's leaning onto her, wondering how she can hold his weight when mere hours ago, she couldn't even stand, but the light of day had clearly worked it's magic on her, possibly quite literally.
He let's her guide him until he can see the sun starting to set, painting the sky purple and pink and orange with it's rays. Only then does he come back to himself somewhat. It is time for them to find shelter.

AngelxDemon {DayzeeLewis1121+PeculiarSasha}

His eyes widen, he stares down at her shifting form.
What had he done? How had he not noticed, when all the signs had clearly been there? An angel..
He wants to pull away, to jump back and out of her reach, away from the creature that should be his enemy, but- just as in the cell, something compells him to resist his instincts, to stay right where he is, unmoving.

AngelxDemon {DayzeeLewis1121+PeculiarSasha}

He keeps walking. Much slower now, his breath getting heavier and heavier, and an ache in his arms as he keeps the girl close, until he can't anymore. In the burning bright sunlight, his strength gives out, and all he can do is try to not drop her onto the ground, sinking down in exhaustion.
He's unsure if they've made it far enough, if they are still in danger. But he cannot keep going, not until the sun will set, and there isn't even a hint of dusk's blush on the far horizon.
Halfheartedly, he pushes the girl off of himself, only cushioning her head in his lap, and takes a moment to truely look.
The darkness of their dungeon hadn't done her justice. Her skin no longer looks sickly pale, but flushed rosy and with life, her hair, even though dirty, a clear, shining bright, and shining in the sunlight like nothing he'd ever seen.
What are you? , he wonders, brushing a stray strand of hair away from her forehead. Why couldn't I leave you behind?

AngelxDemon {DayzeeLewis1121+PeculiarSasha}

For a moment, he notices nothing around him, just the shadows working in his favor, letting him move so much faster than any human could - but it feels wrong, feels lethargic even as he rushes through the corridor, as if something is trying to pull him back into the light.
A door flies open, pushed by a force he cannot grasp, then he is standing outside, in the bright light of day. All shadows retreat from his form, and for the first time since the pentagram was broken, he falters.
Damnit! I cannot stop here, we're too close..!
Collecting all his strength, he pushes on, away from the structure, the comforting shadows, and into the unknown.

AngelxDemon {DayzeeLewis1121+PeculiarSasha}

As if on reflex, he follows her gaze with his.
"There, huh?" A cruel grin forms on his face, hands tightening their grip, nails biting into her flesh. He wants to get revenge, wants to tear them apart, wants to- but he can't. There is still the girl he's holding in his arms, too weak to stand on her own, even less left to her own regards. He'd known she'd be a hindrance, and he'd been right. Too late now.
He shifts her weight in his arms again, pulling her a little higher.
"Hold on tight, little thing. We'll be quick now, and if you fall I won't stop to pick you up again."