Alright listen up, James has been taken out of heaven from his post of watching over people. This role play is really opened to whatever you come up with. It’s either two options here, he’s either running from your character or trying to help your character in the long run.
James was a younger but wise angel. He knew what he was doing and he enjoyed what he did without question. Looking over and watching over people, he wouldn’t change it for the world. He had large white wings that looked as soft as the clouds and as smooth as silk. James had an athletic, slender muscular body. His skin was almost tanned, and was as soft as silk. James pulled one of his knees up to his chest as his pricing silver eyes scanned the earth and the people on it, not looking to one person or place for to long. He had long silver hair that ran down his back and stopped right at his hips. Though there was not one strand of hair that was the same length. He only wore a white pair of white jeans. He stood up and stretched out his wings as far as they could go without ruffling up his feathers. He stopped as he listened, there was something wrong. Though before he could take it in, or figure it out a sharp pain wrapped around his wings as it tightened snapping one of the main bones in his right wing. A short yell of pain escaped his mouth as he tried to get away. He then found himself being pulled down out of the heavens. The chains from hell had dragged him out. Though with what powers he had left he had broken free as he tried to spread out his wings to return to his world but he couldn’t fly as his right wing was broken. Flapping his wing as hard as he could while trying to get his other wing to use. His wings no longer white but black as he no longer was a garden angel as he was not yet of hell but of the human world. Hitting a building edge as he felt two ribs braking as he latterly bounced off the wall scrapping his side as he then fell forwards and hitting the garbage as he broke his wrist and possibly sprained his ankle. He gasped from the shock of the fall and trying to catch his breath. Coughing a few times as he gasped as his body ached all over. After a few minutes he made an attempted on crawling forwards to get out of the view of people, he tried to move his wing though only managed to drag it across the ground, his other wing now broken as well. “Grraahhh…” he said as he placed his forehead on his arm as he took in a deep breath trying to pull himself together. Jame’s jaw tightened as he stood up, grunting as he held his body weight up on the wall. He stumbling as he looked around he wasn’t sure where he was or what he had to do to get back up to heaven. Blood dripped from the deep scratches and gashes that the building and chains had given him with his fall. his wings slowly being covered from the blood that oozed out of the broken part of his wing. Cursing under his breath as he slid down the wall leaving a blood stain remained on the wall, he held his breath and closed his eyes, trying to keep his body from going into shock from the fall. staying to the dark shadows to hid his wings the best he could. Though not all was against him, as it was Halloween night anyways… and everyone was dressed up so he’d be fine for now.
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