Angels of the Mist

He walked in behind them and shut the door. "Welcome to my house." he said.

 

She smiled and stood next to him.
"It's very beautiful," she said.


OOC: I gotta go, bedtime, goodnight Kyle ^^ :kiss:

 

he leans on a wall. "not a bad place u have here" he said

 

My character (a bit late again)

Name: Heiro
Age: Unknown (well over 700)
Gender: Male
Appearance: [/URL][/IMG]
Race: Angel
Weapon: Used to be an angelic blade, but now he uses a O-katana that was lodged into his back during the war.
Bio: He used to be an uplisting spirit, but darkened after being abondoned at the war. he is now a silent person who's true mood can never be determined however, it is possible for him to change back if he is nurtured back to his original form.
History: An angel from the ancient wars. he was thought killed after the war, and as a momento his sword was taking from him, and put next to his grave. Heiro took this as being abondoned and forgotten though and distanced himself from the world, shortly after the war, his wings went black from all the curses that were inprinted in them and became more powerful, however, he is still unable to fly as of how badly damaged they are from the war. he now wonders the universe searching for someone to nurse him back to health so he can find his long lost friends. Read more at bottom... (attachment) (Please note: if you want his complete story pm me, if i get more tan five pm's i'm writing a book on him and the people who pmed me are gonna be the first to get it:))
Other: Believes that if you're once his friend you're always his friend, and will protect you no matter what.

can i have him?
oh and if i can:

Heiro wondered through the darkness dragging his wings behind him. feeling the exhaustion in his body, he looked arund for a safe place to sleep when he noticed a nearby house, dragging himself there, just as he reached the door, he collapsed out of exhaustion, barely able to tap the door...

 

OOC: you're added

 

"Thanks." Vlad said, before hearing someone collapse at the door. He opened it and picked the person up, carrying him up to his room and placing him on his bed.

 

Santeria followed him to make sure that the person was okay.
"Wow. What do you think happened to him?" she asked.

 

"I don't know." he said. "I'm sure he'll tell us when he wakes up."

 

She nodded and stood next to the bed.
"I'll monitor him if you like," she said.

 

Heiro Awoke, and jumped as he realised where he was. he tried to move his wings (acknowledging it wouldn't work) and to his surprise felt, some of his old bones crack. He noticed some people staring at him and deciding that they were probably the ones who saved him, decided to explain himself. "I'm Heiro, and i'm a angel i guess... i was part of the ancient wars between the races, which is how i ended up like this. i don't remember what happened but i think that i was abondoned by the other angels." Heiro looks up at his saviours and realises that one of tthem is an angel. a 'very' familiar angel. "anyways thanks for the help i don't think i should stay here long though... the last people who helped me ended up dead..." as he got up to leave, he felt some of his old wuonds open and fell to the ground losing conciousness...

 

Jake walked over to him and put him back on the bed. he plucked one of his feathers to wake him up. "Heiro......" he muttered looking at the feather. 'i know the name but i cant place it' he thought. "Santeria, Vlad,if u dont mind i would like to speak to him alone." he said as he sat down in a chair. he starts muttering strange words putting magic on the feather.

 

"Alright." he said, turninig to Santeria, "I wanted to talk to you in private anyways." He took her hand and led her out.

 

Santeria blushed and walked out with him. What was so important that needed to be private?

 

"Remember when I said I developed fellings for you?" he asked.

 

Her ears stood up and she nodded.
"Yes I do recall," she said putting her index finger on her chin.

 

"Well," he said, putting his hands on her shoulders, "One of those feelings was love." He leaned in to kiss her.

 

She backed away from him.
"Sorry," she said blushing. She looked down.
"This was unexpected," she said nervously.

 

"I understand. No one could love a vampire like me." he said, looking down.

 

She put her hand on his.
"It's not that you're a vampire... It's just that we are moving so fast...." she said.

 

"Oh, sorry." he said.