[color=ed1c24][h2]Angel Ferrara - Sigh.[/h2]

[i]I'm actually not even that surprised...[/i][/color]

He would have liked to believe it was his sunny, upbeat personality or gentle heart that kept the vicious cycle of his life turning, but Angel Ferrara possessed a [i]hair[/i] too much self-awareness to truly believe that. He had spent the last few years flitting from inn to inn across Fiore, occasionally being manhandled by drunk patrons or harassed with things that chilled his blood upon Kaia's explanations. Grab-assing, hair stroking, neck biting, and yes, even the occasional guy like Rei trying to seize him and making a break for it...

It wasn't because of his personality.

It was because Angel Ferrara was such a good girl.

With his head tucked against Rei's chest, the forlorn trap let out another breath - for he knew this song and dance well. It was why he carried around a dagger at all times no matter what inn he worked at, or at least wielded a kitchen knife or makeshift cheese grater for effect. It was why he always waited until everyone around him had disappeared for the night before he slept - and why, when he did sleep, he was never lacking for either some form of pants and a lucky leather belt.

Luckily, Kaia's sightless eyes were unaccustomed to deciphering a buckle.

And speaking of the Horsemidget of the Apocalypse...

There she was, riding the mildly-equine brunette Angel had been spending time with since yesterday. Pursuing Rei. Haranguing him. Kaia Iona wanted her trap back.

[color=ed1c24][i]Are they...[/i]

[i]Racing for me?[/i][/color]

Angel gulped. This was new. Kaia may be quick, but she was also cursed with small, klutzy legs, easily outmaneuvered by a lad of the wilds. Cyare, flawless as she was [color=ed1c24](Angel blushed)[/color], was a new addition to the equation. And, true to her equine lower proportions, she was (ahem) [i]hoofing[/i] it towards Rei at a breakneck pace.

One which, Angel knew, the courier was all too willing to replicate.

[color=ed1c24][i]This is gonna hurt.[/i][/color]

The slender young mage whimpered softly into his captor's coat.

[color=ed1c24][i]I just want money...[/i][/color]