 Re: Descending Through the Heavens to You. Lit.R.P.
OOC: Fank you :'D
IC: Calar was on earth. It was pretty, he decided. New, and strange, and everything rolled in to one. He was wearing earth clothes, not robes. Jeans and a t-shirt.
And he was in a school.
He had marvelled at everything so far, and that faint tug was still there, somewhere in his chest. He was going to find his human soon.
He saw other angels everywhere, and they acknowledged each other slyly. The humans needed protection, and that's why they were there.
Absorbed in his time-table and heading to Algebra, he navigated the hallways of Southgate High.
__________________ And run from them, from them, with no direction, We'll run from them, from them, with no conviction. Cause I'm just one of those ghosts, travelling endlessly, I don't need no roads, in fact, they follow me. |