BUAHAHAHAHAHA!
Mel walked into the Cave, when she sensed a presence. She looked over the the corner, where Becca was stroking her knife. As the warrior looked up at the winged girl, she stopped stroking her knife.
"Where's Tyler?" She asked. Mel shrugged, causing Becca to face-plant into the floor. Mel's eyes twitched, as Becca made mummers into the floor. Mel hooked her arms under Becca's, and lifted her up, this was odd.
"TYLER!" Becca screamed suddenly, causing Mel to jump, and drop Becca onto the couch. Frantically, she rushed into Becca's room, grabbed the Tyler plushie, and zipped back into the lounge. Becca snatched the Tyler doll from Mel, and cuddled it until Mel thought Becca would explode with emotion. She watched wide eyed as the impossible-to-break Becca she knew, turned into a mess. While Becca cuddled, Mel looked around awkwardly. The winged girl blinked, and Becca curled up into a ball. Life had been hard on Mel's warrior friend. A small sniffle came from the plushie cuddling-emotional wreck Becca.
"Becca? Do anda want/need a hug?"
The girl nodded. Sitting on the couch, Mel wrapped her arms around Becca, and she clung like she would never let go. Mel slowly, brought her hand up, and stroked Becca's hair. The girl sniffled.
"Let it out, Becca."
The girl sniffled once again. Mel rested her head on her friend's, and tears slipped from the warrior's eyes. Mel stroked her hair reassuringly, and the warrior broke out in a small cry. As her cries turned to sobs, Mel continued to stroke her soft, black hair.
"Why-- isn't he-- here!?" Becca choked out between her crying.
"I don't know, Becca." Mel whispered as she started to rock softly.
"I want him! I want Tyler to be here!" Becca choked out.
"I know anda do..."
"Why...."
Mel continued to stroke her friend's hair, as she cried on. Her head rested against the weeping girl's head. She sniffled yet again, as the young girl stroked her hair. Becca rested her face in Mel's chest. Mel held her, and stroked her hair. Becca had gotten her breathing under control, and Mel patted her back. The young warrior sniffled, and Mel continued to rock, letting her friend cry once more. Her hair was stroked, and she began to get sleepy. Mel held her close. The unbreakable warrior let out a shaken breath.
"It's okay Becca, go to sleep."
"Tyler...."
"Shh.... Go to sleep. It'll be better in the morning."
"But... Tyler..."
"Shh..."
The young girl, recovering from her break-down, yawned. Mel, in response, stroked her hair and hummed, rocking gently. Becca's eyes fluttered, and Mel continued to rock, hum, and stroke her hair. Becca fell asleep in Mel's arms.
"Goodnight, Becca." Mel kissed her head.
I got permission! Don't be hatin'! I'll chew anda out!
Mel walked into the Cave, when she sensed a presence. She looked over the the corner, where Becca was stroking her knife. As the warrior looked up at the winged girl, she stopped stroking her knife.
"Where's Tyler?" She asked. Mel shrugged, causing Becca to face-plant into the floor. Mel's eyes twitched, as Becca made mummers into the floor. Mel hooked her arms under Becca's, and lifted her up, this was odd.
"TYLER!" Becca screamed suddenly, causing Mel to jump, and drop Becca onto the couch. Frantically, she rushed into Becca's room, grabbed the Tyler plushie, and zipped back into the lounge. Becca snatched the Tyler doll from Mel, and cuddled it until Mel thought Becca would explode with emotion. She watched wide eyed as the impossible-to-break Becca she knew, turned into a mess. While Becca cuddled, Mel looked around awkwardly. The winged girl blinked, and Becca curled up into a ball. Life had been hard on Mel's warrior friend. A small sniffle came from the plushie cuddling-emotional wreck Becca.
"Becca? Do anda want/need a hug?"
The girl nodded. Sitting on the couch, Mel wrapped her arms around Becca, and she clung like she would never let go. Mel slowly, brought her hand up, and stroked Becca's hair. The girl sniffled.
"Let it out, Becca."
The girl sniffled once again. Mel rested her head on her friend's, and tears slipped from the warrior's eyes. Mel stroked her hair reassuringly, and the warrior broke out in a small cry. As her cries turned to sobs, Mel continued to stroke her soft, black hair.
"Why-- isn't he-- here!?" Becca choked out between her crying.
"I don't know, Becca." Mel whispered as she started to rock softly.
"I want him! I want Tyler to be here!" Becca choked out.
"I know anda do..."
"Why...."
Mel continued to stroke her friend's hair, as she cried on. Her head rested against the weeping girl's head. She sniffled yet again, as the young girl stroked her hair. Becca rested her face in Mel's chest. Mel held her, and stroked her hair. Becca had gotten her breathing under control, and Mel patted her back. The young warrior sniffled, and Mel continued to rock, letting her friend cry once more. Her hair was stroked, and she began to get sleepy. Mel held her close. The unbreakable warrior let out a shaken breath.
"It's okay Becca, go to sleep."
"Tyler...."
"Shh.... Go to sleep. It'll be better in the morning."
"But... Tyler..."
"Shh..."
The young girl, recovering from her break-down, yawned. Mel, in response, stroked her hair and hummed, rocking gently. Becca's eyes fluttered, and Mel continued to rock, hum, and stroke her hair. Becca fell asleep in Mel's arms.
"Goodnight, Becca." Mel kissed her head.
I got permission! Don't be hatin'! I'll chew anda out!
Alias: Tarrant
Age: 16
Powers/skills:-Creates optical illusions
-master of hypnotism and mind control
-hand to hand combat
Past: Dariyn grew up in a wealthy family as well, along with Hikaru and Kaoru. Dariyn was sitting at his meja doing his school work, when his maid entered the room, and noticed a slight change of attitude in her and decided to make some arrangements to it with his powers. Dariyn met Jaime and the Eden twins while attending school.
Others: -People refer to him as the "Mad Hatter" because of his costume.
-Keeps cards in his hat.
-Occasionally uses his powers to get what he wants.
-Has flirtatious attitude as Hikaru and Kaoru.
Alias: Conscience
Age: 15
Appearance: he has kind of curly and wavy brown hair and crystal blue eyes.
Powers/Skills: he has the ability to read others problems and feelings and can talk to people in their minds helping them out, hes basically like your conscience and like a fortune cookie XD. Hes a very good Nasihat giver.
Civvies: he wears beige cargo pants and a green sweater with a snapback hat.
Personality: he is a very quiet and shy person ( especially around girls ) he is lebih on a bit of the nerdy side and smart side.
Past: unknown.
Name: Tina Fang
Alias: Nocturne
Appearance: Black hair that reaches her hips, ivory skin, black eyes.
Civvies: Leather dress, black tights.
'Stume: Picture!
Powers: Flight. Invisibilty.
Skills: Sword skills. Lockpicking.
Info: Tina is after her arch enemy, Ren. Who killed her sister, Ivy. And in order to get to Ren's hide-out, an Angel must come with her to guide and help destroy Ren, because he is too powerful to defeat sejak herself.
So, there anda go! Your welcome Angel Warrior Heart! X3