The continuing adventures of an angel general and her loyal soldier.
"It must be...quite trying for her, at times." You say referring to Nayara's saints. "I know that when user finds himself stressed he talks to myself, or Costilla, Benny, anybody in our little family. What about you and her?"
"She keeps in touch with her old pack. Her sister is the new alpha and the pack in general is very proud of her." Hahaiah says.
"But what about you? Do you have anyone to talk to?"
"I...I find it difficult to connect with people of Earth. I have Nayara..."
"Anyone else? Just her?"
Hahaiah nods. "Just my partner."
You put a glowing white hand on his radiant armor. "It's okay. I'm sort of like that but turned around. I don't socialize well with our own people."
"Really?" Hahaiah says surprised. "You? Awkward among our own people? Why I remember you used to stand in front of legions of angels all entranced by your enchanting voice. You rallied them, you commanded them."
You flash him a wan smile. "That was a long time ago though...my voice was really enchanting? I remember thinking it sounded weird when I was loud..."
"It is still enchanting. It is only softer, gentler..."
You feel a pleasurable warmth build under your skin. "W-well aren't you a flatterer? You want to really be awful you should say something about my wings."
"Your wings are beautiful, as if they were carved from alabaster moonlight..."
You make a small stuttering sound in your throat and reflexively give your wings a flap. "I think your armor is really cool..." You say the first thing to come to your mind. "Its like its made of metal. Really cool metal."
"Thank you general."
Oh god, you're flirting...you're actually flirting!
SAY/DO?
NEXT SCENE?
KEEP FLIRTING, IT FEELS WEIRD BUT GOOD!
QUICKLY START TALKING ABOUT OUR PARTNERS. THEY'RE FIGHTING UP A STORM RIGHT NOW AND WE CAN FEEL IT IN THE BACK OF OUR MIND!