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Leras snorts softly. "You know nothing of the angels, then. They enforced a clothing rule -thousands- of years ago, and even then no one stared." He mutters, shaking his head. "Not that I stared at Kieri or anything. Or anyone for that matter. Its all about the eye contact, Cernos, all about the eye contact. You'll learn it pretty quickly once we get out of here." Silently the demon watches as the young male moves over to the dresser, starting to fiddle around in the drawers. Though he could not help but shake his head with another snort. "And you don't need to bring anything. Where we are going, everything you could possibly need will already be there. Though I suppose before we go, is there anything else you'd like to do? You know, say goodbye to anyone, friends, family. Send some angry letters? Anything?"

Leras is silent for a few moments. "Because any contact you will have with the humans wont be for another hundred years or so. Maybe a bit less, but, everyone or anything you care for now will be gone by then." Finally a breathy sigh escapes, just eying him curiously while waiting.
Gin had a relatively good start to his day, or at least... he thought. He could not quite recall what had happened after his feet touched the floor when he rolled out of bed some time ago. He faintly remembered throwing on a shirt and grabbing his ID and then, nothing. He really was not good at waking up, which probably would explain his current situation. There Gin sat at a corner table, two books before him, and no food within arms reach. A low rumbling growl escapes his throat before he slowly lowers his head onto the rather old looking books, a breathy sigh escaping him.

Though he much preferred the confines of his room for studying, he must have been rather hungry to have dragged himself to the third basement dinning hall. He could not quite place why he had even brought these books with him, he had already read them over hundreds of times within the past few years. Another groan escapes Gin as he rolls his head to the side, pointed dog-like ears twitching slightly as he slowly closes his right eye and sucks in a sharp breath, slowly exhaling. Though he had spent nearly all of his life here, he detested the smells he had grown use too and the sounds he was forced to try and ignore. Some days it was passive nature, other days it was an entirely new task all on its own. And today seemed to be one of the days where it took on being a task of its own. The smell of the wiped down tables, the books, the food that was out of his reach... Gin snorts softly, finally lifting a hand up to scratch at his own ears before lightly rubbing his right temple.

And even though he had not checked or been fully aware of a new group of children arriving, he was quite sure he would be seeing them soon. While he was not focusing on it, he could feel some traces of anxiety from here. And it was just getting stronger with each passing moment, leaving him to believe they were on their way now. Without wasting much more time, he sits himself upright, carefully adjusting his black clothed eyepatch... not wanting to scare any of them. Though it had only happened twice, he still remembered both incidents quite well. It was anyone's guess at who all would be with them, naturally though Connor was on that small list, the guy was great with the newbies afterall! But did he have company today...?
"Yeah..." Bel muttered in a panted, almost tired sounding breath. It was all just a bit too much, even for this demon. Having been in the dark for most of his existence, the thumping of his heart was captivating and terrifying. He had been told many, many times that someone as 'evil' as himself had no heart. He had never felt it beating before, even at moments it should... but here it was! It was moving so rapidly, he felt like his chest was about to burst open at any second! The sound of it was still so loud within his ears...

"Its... a bit much. S-..rry..." Bel did not even hear the clicking of heels in the distance, or anything else for that matter. Sucking in a final sharp breath filled with Harp's scent, the demon promptly collapses onto the angel like dead weight. A very warm dead weight, though. He was still gripping onto the angel in a rather loose grip, but it appeared his consciousness had slipped. It was quite possible shock had finally fully set in, or maybe with how fast his heart was beating it was just a bit too much for one moment. His chest still felt so heavy, had the angel not been there to be gripped onto, it is quite likely he would have gone right down the stairs.

It was impossible to tell if he would pop right back up at any moment, or if he would be down for the count for a while. His heart was still beating painfully fast and his breathing somewhat rugged.
-Nodnod- Well, don't worry too much 'bout me. I don't mind waiting. D:
D: Uh oh. Alright! :< Hope to see you! *Hugs* D:
Hrm. I got two powers down, but I honestly cannot think of another at the moment. o_o
"Good." Bel muttered out roughly. "Because..." The demon's voice was gradually getting softer as he spoke, his words just starting to seem to fade. "This feels so unreal. It is as if I am going to suddenly float away if I don't touch you." Though the reason for his voice getting softer was up for question as he suddenly leaned more of his weight against Harp, gripping on a bit tighter to the angel.

He liked the closeness, a lot. If he could manage it, he'd be rubbing his head against the angel like some love-struck puppy dog. But that would require him to straighten himself up, and he was just a bit too comfortable at the moment to do so quite yet. He focused though instead on the sound of heartbeats. A sound that was so unfamiliar, yet warming at the same time. He couldn't quite grow tired of it, he found out rather quickly. Maybe it was the rhythmic they made, or possibly the fact that it was still there was just so much of a shock he couldn't quite grasp it.

Bel had honestly never spent much time with other demons, not even in the human world. He avoided them and they tended to avoid him in turn, so he was never able to really be close to anyone before, at least like how he was with Harp at the moment. For the longest time, he really had no clue if demon's had hearts or not. He had never felt it move before or make such a loud drumming sound into his ears, though he could hear Harp's too! Did all hearts do such a thing? Make such a noise? "It is such... a lovely noise." He murmurs faintly before Bel groaned rather loudly into the angel's nape.
:0 Yeah. Lol!
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