Thread: The Snow Angel(Retsu & LadyYunaFFX2)

Celestine Pics22-SnowAngelzps8368a18a.jpg Pics22-SnowAngelzps8368a18a.jpg Pics22-SnowAngelzps8368a18a.jpg Even with him not going through with allowing her to use his shoulder, Celestine noted the verbal reactions all the same. It definitely hadn't at all been her original plan .. but finally, progress was being made. It was enough to make her smile softly and calm down. N-no ... it's fine. Taking some of the tissues, she wiped her face dry, removing any and all tears. You know ... we're not so different. But I'll explain later. A hand went in front of her mouth as a low yawn left. It'd been a hell of an exhausting night. Her wings would likely reappear during her sleep, but only due to not being able to focus as well while unconscious. She figured it'd be fine though. This still did seem like a small place where few to none break-ins happened. That'd likely be the worst and only time where her taking that risk would truly be a bad idea. Until then, she'd go with her instincts. Even if not as much as a human, she did still need rest. But .. where to go? She guessed and assumed the couch but would wait to hear a clarification first. She didn't want to be wrong and look silly, after all. There was at least one obvious 'no' answer and that was with him. Her head bowed as she leaned gently against the door frame of the kitchen, barely still in it by the time he finally thanked her the true and first sign of genuine progress. You're welcome. Thank you though for being honest with yourself and letting me go through with this. The worst person to lie to is yourself. While she did note the instructions for making the couch a bed, it all honestly sounded complicated to her. Then again, in a tired state like this, she probably was over-thinking easily. Not as much, no. But we still do, yes. Waiting for him to leave the living room, Celestine finally headed over to the couch herself. Now seemed the most appropriate time to use her abilities, even if only briefly. Her eyes glowed for a few seconds as her divine sight took over. Glancing around, she found one of the closets had some spare blankets. After a few blinks and making her eyes normal-looking again, she headed to the same door and quietly opened it, grabbing a quilt and lying upon the couch. Covering herself mostly up with the quilt, her eyes lied upon one of the pillows already provided. It was small though her own frame didn't need much to begin with. Her eyes closed and slowly, Celestine felt sleep begin to overtake her. It was odd at first she'd nearly forgotten how it felt to do so whilst as a human. The experience was definitely worthwhile but now she was wishing more and more to be alive again. And there was only one way ... but she didn't yet want to resort to such tactics. If the push came to that sort of shove, she'd do so within the appropriate time. Until then, she'd keep her angelic form. The knowledge that this was working, that Micah was indeed making progress towards the right path made her smile widen more and finally, she gave into the temptation and fell asleep, her chest slowly rising and falling. Feel free to go more than 1 day after if you wish