A promise for everything you never found...

Cyzarine smiled at the angels and began talking to one mentally. She simply spoke that way because usually she was the only one who could see thing like this...ghosts and spirits weren't yet the strangest thing she'd seen.
"Hello." she said simply, as Angel waved to her.

Demyx continued to stare, not speaking just looking.
"Forget me Demyx...if you don't you'l never be able to love anyone, at least not properly."
And then suddenly, she was gone. Just like that.
Demyx bit his lip as a tear fell down his face. She was gone yes, but never forgotten...Yet her words had impacted him in such a way..
He looked up at Cyzarine. "I love you." He whispered.

"I think I want a nap now," Butcher took the opportunity to lay down on his bed and wrap his wings around himself. What just happened?

Nick raised an eyebrow and tapped Butcher on the shoulder. Look after Mikey for me. He faded away, taking Angel with him.
"Out my room." Mikey said gruffly. "You heard me, out!"

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Cyzarine smiled back at Demyx, able to reply now that distractions were gone. Holding back human, avian or vampire (or fairy) thoughts was easier than holding back spirit thoughts.
"I love you too." she whispered back, before glancing to Mikey and shrugging. "Okay." she said simply. "But Demyx is staying for now." she added.
She winced as she felt a headache coming on, though she knew it was simply a way for the mental burns to start healing. She hoped nobody noticed but at the same time braced herself as she walked out.

Seeing Cyzarine winced Demyx got to his feet. "Bye Mikey." He called almost casually. Upon reaching Cyzarine he scooped her up and carried her out of the door, carrying her bridal style. He didn't care what looks he got.

Butcher watched them go, a little more confused than before. He looked back at Mikey, "Do you want me to go?"

Mikey shook his head. "This is your room." He pointed out, yawning. "Why would I kick you out of your room?"

Butcher shrugged, "If you wanted to be alone I'd leave. I've been kicked out my own room before"

Cyzarine blushed as Demyx picked her up. "Wha-huh?! D-Demyx! I'm fine, it's just a headache!" she protested quietly, her blush deepening as she caught the looks avians that passed them.

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"I may be a monster, but I'm not that uncouth." Mikey slipped his shirt off, curling up on the bed.

"You're not a monster," Butcher moved onto his stomach.

Mikey looked at him. "Y'know, you're the first person that's ever said that."

"Is it something you usually ask? Because I don't see how your status as a monster or not would come up in everyday conversation." Butcher turned slightly so he could look back.

Mikey shrugged. "You can see it on people's faces when they look at you." He said quietly. "Man, I'm hungry."

"You should have eaten," Butcher said softly.

"No..." Mikey tilted his head. "I need to feed." He grimaced. "I guess losing all that blood took it out of me."

"Oh that," Butcher looked uncomfortable. "Hey, how do you usually go about...?"

Mikey stopped. "Don't tell me you've never fed." he climbed off the bed and put his shirt back on.

"Oh no I have," Butcher held a hand out. He could count on his fingers how many times he had, and it didn't even fill up a whole hand. "Not much. It usually goes horribly wrong."

Mikey frowned. "Wrong how?" he perched on the edge of Butcher's bed, reaching out a hand to toy with his wings.

"I chicken out and go home usually," Butcher frowned.

"That's not good. Not good at all." Mikey frowned, lifting up one of the golden wings. Gently, he tok a feather between two fingers and pulled it. "You're missing a lot of nutrients. I can't believe I didn't notice before."

"My feather," Butcher protested weakly.

Mikey shot him a look. "We are going hunting. Breaking with all traditions, but we both need it right now." He raised his head. "At least it's not a new moon."

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