ROLEPLAY HQ - senpai

Each zap of the portal snapped dangerously within the dark forest, hovering above the lake now rippling from the energy of an open vortex, counting down the seconds before the light would vanish altogether - if he was going to do it, now was the time. “Yes,” he replied to Viessa, “...we are.” Theo picked the elf up as if she weighed nothing, cradling her in his arms, and lifted them into the air. Those saintly wings pushed down allowing them to rise a few feet off the ground, then with a swift and calculated push, sent them across the lake into the portal. In a flash, the gateway disappeared with Theo and Viessa inside - leaving the forest to grow still once more… The world around the fallen angel and elf spun with a mixture of unforgettable colors as they traveled through space. Finally slowing, a new reality formed around them. One Theo knew all too well. His boots landed in a foggy expanse. There was no beginning or end to this place. Only a starry sky above them showcasing an array of galaxies, planets, and shooting stars that crawled by at an unusually slow speed. It was clear, time worked differently here.

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Several feet away stood a figure with their back turned to them. They wore a dark blue robe. The fabric that draped over their features disappeared somewhere into the fog. When they turned to face Theo they nodded sagely, taking note of Viessa, and smiled. Their face was covered with a white beard growing toward their chest, masking their tanned skin. Their eyes were silver much like Viessa’s hair, and though they seemed pleased to see Theo, there was an energy in their expression that could strike fear into the heart of any warrior. Theo set the elf down carefully and turned to face her, keeping his shoulders squared. “Viessa…” he said as if her name was sacred, “...I search for individuals who are worthy to be of service to the universe - you passed the test with Molikahia, proving you have pure intentions and a good heart. I would like you to consider becoming like me, in order to fulfill your wish to help others. If you say no, I will return you to the bar of the Downfall, moments before we met, and none of this will have taken place. If you say yes - there is no going back.”

Viessa was scooped up effortlessly, hugging herself close to him as they traveled through the confusing portal. It almost hurt her eyes, but she had put trust in him that they will be okay once landed...wherever that was. When they did land, and she was carefully set down, her eyes scanned over the older individual. He seemed magical, mystical even. She admired his demeanor, she knew just from the looks of him he was a wise soul. She gazed around at her new surroundings, it was eerie, yet also beautiful. Viessa then realized a grand decision was being brought before her. Theo spoke calmly, speaking of an opportunity she could have never fathomed. It would genuinely change her, and she paused...he could see that. She wanted nothing more than to help others, her goal was merely that. Wherever she went. After a while of consideration, her gaze shifted up to Theo. Into his mysterious eyes, glancing over his wings that were so powerful, and then to the man in the background. She now assumed that he would be the one to initiate this change on her. Slowly, she turned back to Theo, giving him a small yet confirming smile. "I would like that, yes. I accept this path."

Theo looked down into Viessa’s eyes as if he were attempting to snap a mental photo of her. One to remember her by. In a few moments, she would change forever - and it would be Theo’s responsibility to ensure she did not fall the way he had. Though this was a new chapter for Viessa, this would be a new challenge for Theo. “Alright…” he said to Viessa, and placed a hand on her shoulder, turned her around, and guided her toward the cloaked figure waiting in the distance. Surrounded by fog. Mist. And secrets. Theo was grateful Viessa had her back to him. He did not want her to see the quiet trepidation burrowed in the back of his eyes. Reflecting the Gatekeeper’s unwavering focus on the two of them. If they so desired, they could wipe the fallen angel and elf from existence without hesitation. And because of this, once they were standing before him, Theo dropped to one knee and lowered his head out of respect - leaving Viessa to stand there on her own. His wings dipped into the fog, resting one arm on the knee bent out before him. “What is your name, child?” asked the Gatekeeper, and it was as if two voices spoke at once. They smiled. Their eyes, though silver in color, were bright and alive with the universe inside. When looking close, stars and galaxies could be seen swimming within those etherial pupils. He reached out a hand in the elf’s direction, and Viessa would be able to sense her energy was being scanned - as if she were being examined spiritually as a final test for this new adventure coming her way. The physical sensation would be unpleasant, almost intrusive. Every fear she’d ever known would surface within this critical moment.

Viessa nodded softly and walked with him, facing the figure before her. They were, mysterious. When she watched Theo drop to a knee though, she was conflicted if she should do the same out of respect. She chose not to, but instead bowed her head as she was spoken to. "My name, is Viessa Shavyre, a cleric of my clan and village." Viessa spoke proudly, and that would be shattered in a few moments. Fear soon struck her body as the hand was before her. She shuddered, feeling an energy within her that was unwelcoming. And then her fear was brought forward, a tragic day no one expected... It was a day like any other. Viessa was a little younger, and her parents forbid her to use her magic. It was a time where many in her village believed that magic was forbidden and cursed, and only brought disaster and misfortune. Viessa would be taught to use old medicine from herbs and the like. But on this unlucky day, they thought they were prepared and safe. But what occurred proved otherwise. A species bearing fangs, with unpleasant features and a barbaric attitude ransacked their village. They hunted elves for a living. The sights that unfolded before the young Viessa was scarring, the signature features being cut off as trophies. Viessa had hidden in a hollow log, thankfully by the help of one of the village elders. As time went on, the ugly beings eventually left. Viessa slowly crawled out when one of her parents found her...her mother. Her father was one of the many that had been taken as a trophy, his body nowhere to be found. Many left injured. From then on, her mother encouraged Viessa to use her power. To heal those that needed it. Especially on that fateful day.

The sounds of Viessa’s trauma filled the wide expanse, making the fog shiver with the screams of her past, and Theo closed his eyes out of respect for the dead - and for Viessa, who seemed to tremble at his side. The Gatekeeper traced a figure eight in the air directly in front of the elf and a golden light began to form around her. Soon, the terror of Viessa’s past faded into a sweet silence, and all that remained was the soft hum of something new. A language unknown to many, yet prophetic and reverent to those that could understand, left the mouth of the elderly man. He chanted the same line over and over again until the stars above twinkled with sudden energy. A thin ribbon of silver formed out of nowhere, starting at the elf’s feet, and circled around her body until she was covered by a strand of heavenly light. The aura cloaked her. She became bright. Blinding. Until Viessa could no longer be seen within those moments of enchantment. In an instant, the skin on the elf’s back would break, and a pair of wings would extend out from her body. Slowly at first, until the feathers formed into long, white, soft pedals folding over one another. By the time the silver ribbon had circled her anatomy, the wings on her back were fully formed. She looked similar to Theo, in this respect - and he had taken the liberty to stand, and admire Viessa’s new physical attributes. “She has been ordained into your care, Theo The Fallen,” the Gatekeeper said, their voice a strange contrary to itself, “...her mistakes, will be yours - her karma, tied to yours until she passes her tests.” Theo nodded. And without warning, the Gatekeeper motioned his hand into the air, creating a portal to zap open behind the two Sent Ones.

Viessa was trembling, almost whimpering as the imagery rattled inside her head. It made her break out into a sweat, sighing once it was over. Viessa felt bright light wash over her, having her squeeze her eyes shut tighter. The light was warm, and blinding. She was unsure why, but knew something was changing within her. When the man spoke, Viessa finally had the strength and courage to open her eyes. She felt Theo had stood and looked to him, trying to glance over her shoulder to her wings. "Are they cool?" She asked innocently, smiling a bit. She then turned to the older man and gave a small bow. "Thank you for this opportunity." Viessa looked back to Theo. "I should thank you too, so thank you."

“They are fitting,” said Theo. He took a step towards Viessa and reached out to touch her wings. The tips of his fingers stroked the feathers slowly. So that Viessa would come to understand why having anyone physically come in contact with them should remain off-limits. The simple act of brushing his digits across her feathery expanse would send a landscape of pleasure throughout Viessa’s body. This did not last long, as he did not wish to overload Viessa all at once. “It will take you some time to adjust to how they work. Let’s see how you do.” Theo grabbed Viessa’s hand and with a snap of his wings, shot into the air, dragging her with him through the portal. They blasted out the other end into a world she would be familiar with: the one they’d left behind. Now surrounded by a dying sunset. The sky was orange and filled with fluffy white clouds. Theo soared effortlessly while still holding onto Viessa’s hand, then, unexpectedly, he let her go. “Should you fall, you will fly.” Is all he said - and should she fail, he would be there to catch her.

Viessa shuddered a tad as he touched her wings, it gave a new sensation she was unfamiliar with. It felt very nice though, but almost personal. "How I do..?" She barely had time to react as he shot into the air, pulling her into the sky with him. She yelped in fear as for what would happen next. Going through the portal, she closed her eyes tightly, opening them to see the sunset. A breathtaking sight, only to be disturbed soon after. Next thing she knew, he had let go of the one thing that secured her from falling. She screamed as she descended, unsure if she could save herself. Her wings fluttered all about, sometimes even catching some air to slow her fall. "Theo!!" Viessa finally yelped out once she realized no progress was to be made. She was plummeting towards the ground, and she had no idea how to stop herself.

There was a disturbing moment when the fallen angel was unsure if he should go after his student or not. He questioned if she could manage succeeding to fly on her first try. No one ever did. Yet he wanted to see if she were the exception. Could she catch herself on a stray current and find the flight she deserved to feel under her wings? It was clear the answer was no - and if he didn’t act fast, he would lose Viessa to sudden death. Time was up. Theo extended his wings and raced towards her. The air under him cut against his feathers as he arrowed in on the flailing elf, his hand reaching for hers, and just in the nick of time, Theo grabbed onto Viessa’s wrist. He wrenched her up. Leveling out the momentum from her fall that needed to be tempered. He flew through the air steady until Viessa could feel the gravity that fought against her finally release. Only then did Theo rise into the sky towing Viessa by the hand. He looked down to her, a head full of brown hair tossed around his eyes with wild ambition. There was a smile on his face. Briefly. One that had not made an appearance for many years. “Time for you to try again,” he said, and without warning, tossed Viessa into the orange sky. “Extend your wings!”

Viessa yelped slightly in pain as he pulled her up against the force of gravity. Her eyes had shut, fearful of any impact that could've happened. When he caught her, she looked up at him, lightly squinting. "Is this a game y-wahhh!!" She was cut off by him ascending into the sky once more. Something was different though. Theo was smiling...she couldn't resist giving one back. His smile felt warm, mixed with his brown hair and amber eyes. But the moment was short lived, nearly non-existent for the next thing to come. Viessa squealed loudly in surprise, being tossed up into the air above Theo. She flailed her arms and legs until he instructed her, and he knew more then she did. Viessa furrowed her eyebrows, slowly figuring out how to extend her wings, at the cost of her falling back down towards the ground. Once she finally managed to do so, and caught wind, she was gliding. Now the next step was obvious, she had to move those wings. Viessa would try to do such, moving her wings just barely. Unfortunately...she didn't do too well, as there were obstacles to be had. She lightly collided into a tree, no injury thankfully. "Gahh!!" Viessa exclaimed as she hugged the branches, barely hanging on as her wings stayed spread to keep her balance.

The impact could be heard from miles away - Viessa had made her mark, and the tree was there to tell the story. That painful slam into the trunk cracked throughout the forest, splintering chunks of wood onto the ground like fallen puzzle pieces. His wings folded at his back as he landed within a calculated stride, which slowed, and then he stood there. Gazing up at the inexperienced elf with a look of undeniable amusement riding along his countenance. One that openly judged her. “That seemed like it hurt,” he called out, being a smartass. It was better Viessa got to know this side of Theo sooner than later. “Let go!” he said, and soon after commanding her to follow these instructions, Theo released a silent laugh, one she would not be able to hear given how high up she was. He positioned himself under her, so when his protégé finally released her grip from the tree, he would be there to catch her - always. The thing about Theo was that he was going to come down hard on Viessa at first, and over time, she’d get to know the side of him that many craved, but few rarely ever got to see. The way Theo looked up to Viessa would convince her she could trust him. Those brown and green eyes locked with her own, playing a game within that stare of confidence. If she didn’t believe in herself...she could believe in him. His left eyebrow rose as if challenging her to take the fall.

Viessa whined in pain, pouting some. She definitely hurt. She opened her eyes to look down and see the wood that had fallen to the ground, sighing. When he told her to let go, she shook her head. "No!! I'm not gonna let go, I'm going to fall!" But that was the whole point, for her to fall, so he could catch her. Viessa didn't realize that fully until she looked down to see Theo, and him looking up at her. Their eyes locking, and...challenging her? She blinked, briefly squinting back at him. "You better catch me.." She mumbled to herself, before gaining the strength to release herself from the tree. The only thing that had her safe at the moment, as she fell with her back to him, her wings folded around herself as the wind whipped them around.

Both arms wrapped around Viessa as she plummeted towards him. He caught her with one arm under her knees, and the other supporting her back, forcing her to rest against his chest protectively. The elf was light as a feather, at least to him, so her dropping from such a height was not an issue. However, a Sent One falling and needing to be caught was...hilarious. “You understand I will be telling this story for years to come, right?” He set her down in a such a way she’d be able to stand on her own two feet. Balancing those new wings would be strange, as they were an additional weight she’d need to get used to. “Viessa, if you’re going to survive, you will need to learn how to use your wings. The best way to figure them out is to use them, this includes taking risks, which you are safe from - I will not allow you to hurt yourself.” His eyes traveled the length of the tree she’d crashed into. “It seems you did more damage to it than it did to you...” His wings unfolded and with a sudden snap, sent Theo into the air. He hovered there, waiting on Viessa to join him. “Go on - see if you can take off from where you are.”

Viessa opened her eyes once she was caught, looking up at Theo as he spoke. She laughed a little lightly, shaking her head. "Ah...yeah. I understand the irony." She sighed, standing upright after some assistance. Listening to him talk was nice, though. He seemed to care, and he was being patient at least. She appreciated that. Noting the damage done to the tree, she chuckled. "I certainly felt it though..." She rubbed the back of her neck, then seeing him sore into the sky, blinking a few times. Wind whipped back against her as he took off, making her topple slightly. The wings surely were hard to get used to. But they were so pretty. Upon his instructions, she would try to fly up from where she stood. Her wings outstretched, she tried jumping up and taking off. But to no success. This went on for a couple of minutes. Until...something clicked. She managed to time it just right and she went up a couple feet. Though, she tried to flap said wings and she struggled to stay level in the air.

Those few feet in the air were all Theo needed from Viessa. He moved to her with a short snap of his wings, as if he’d done this a thousand times before, and grabbed her flailing hand. From there he yanked her into the sky. Higher and higher. They rose until the clouds were large columns of white pillars. Bursting through one of them so puffs of mist swirled about their bodies. He would never say it, but he thought she was attractive being out of her element - even if she was afraid to take this risk with him, he admired her bravery in secret. “You’re a natural!” he said to the elf, still holding onto her small hand. Only now that they were this far up, and traveling at a speed where she could coast, he suddenly let her go - his fingers slipping from her own. Theo had his back turned to the sun. His body was silhouetted against the bright orange light. The wind tugged at his brown hair pulling those wild strands in odd directions as he floated on the horizon with Viessa, there to catch her if she couldn’t keep a current under her new feathered accessories. “Don’t look down, alright?” It was a suggestion that was presented as a command. The warmth from the sunlight glowed against his tanned skin. Every inch of his body was bathed within that diminishing sunset, burning the sky just for them. “See if you can take my hand,” he said, reaching his arm out to her. They were a couple of feet apart and this would encourage Viessa to use her wings - yet the shadows in his eyes would force her to try, whether she wanted to or not.

Viessa exclaimed loudly as he took her hand, closing her eyes as her long hair whipped around behind her. Her hair fully pushed back from her face, suddenly feeling almost a mist around herself. She opened her eyes and saw something that couldn't compare to sights before. The clouds were the buildings themselves in the sky, the sky painted in darker colors that would soon diminish into night. The small swirls of clouds initially caught her attention, smiling weakly as her eyes scanned around them. And when he spoke, her attention turned to him, but she almost panicked. He let go. But...she was okay! She was flying!...well, gliding. Her wings caught wind and she coasted. She smiled wider at this, cheering. "I'm doing it!" Theo said to not look down. Oh shit...we're...very high up. Don't look down....don't look. Viessa took a deep breath to restrain herself from looking, her eyes relaxing on him instead. He literally looked angelic, it stunned her for a second. She didn't even respond right away when he extended his hand. She couldn't stop staring. When Viessa snapped into focus after a few seconds, she shook her head and tried to extend her hand out. Then she realized, she had to move her wings. It took a few attempts, with the wind being rather strong. But, she eventually got the hang of it, her white feathered wings slowly moving up and down. Picking up enough so that she could advance and take his hand. "I really did it!!"

The moment Viessa’s fingertips touched the surface of Theo’s calloused palm, he snatched her by the wrist and pushed down with his wings. They shot into the sky with this sudden choice, swirling them around as he flew through several massive clouds. The sound roaring from Theo’s mouth was one not many would ever hear. “HAAAAAAAAAAAA!” he yelled while grinning like a maniac, pleased by the simple fact Viessa had learned to fly faster than the others - the celebratory noise echoed throughout the cloudy expanse. He released Viessa again, this time slinging her into the sky above him, where stars pricked against a newborn night. Only those who could feel the wind under their wings would know the sensation of being able to fly - and now Viessa could claim a taste of that freedom. He circled around the elf, his wings narrowing, taking her by the hand again and pulled her in several directions. Was he having a good time? Yeah. This wasn’t just for his amusement, though. The thing was, Viessa and Theo were not the only ones who could fly. He needed to make sure she was prepared for the dangers that would inevitably come her way. And that meant teaching her how to navigate the sky. “Try and catch me,” he hollered. His eyes were shinning, filled with colors of orange and yellow from a dying sunset. Their playtime in the air was soon abandoned by the sun’s warmth, and illuminated by a rising moon. The silver glow highlighting Viessa’s wings was attractive to Theo, and he could not stop himself from experiencing lust for her in that moment. He broke away from those emotions by taking off, expecting her to follow to the best of her ability.

Viessa found she might have to het used to him taking her into the skies like this. It made her laugh to herself, and when she heard him exclaim into the sky, that surprised her. She smiled widely at his enthusiasm, his sudden energy and playfulness was contagious. When she was launched into the air, she couldn't help but extend her wings and smile. It felt so, so freeing. The night sky that had crept up on them was calm and dark, and her wings certainly stood out. When he circled her she couldn't help but feel a little dizzy even. Her wings tried to move to keep her level and in the air. Theo wanted her to...catch him? She furrowed her eyebrows, watching him take off. Viessa smiled at this, having caught a gaze into his eyes, almost blushing. His eyes glowed in the night it seemed, while her wings looked like they were illuminated to him. Then, he took off from her. Viessa would attempt to follow him, her wings flapping, almost trying to mimic him. "Awh man..!" She exclaimed, seeing him get farther and farther from her. Then, in the midst of her growing frustration, she started to lose her momentum. "T-Theo!!"

He would not let her fall. Or fail. Theo raced to Viessa and circled his arms around her, locking his elbows against her lower waist, which allowed the elf to rest her wings as he flew them onward. The warmth leaving Viessa’s body pressed against his chest - it was not his intention to mark her, yet the scent of pine and clean sheets would claim the elf, so when they eventually landed, she would be reminded of Theo long after they parted ways. They flew under a blanket of stars. Each tiny spec twinkled just for Viessa, as if congratulating her on a new beginning to guide others with her light. Silver clouds the size of mountains rose all around them, illuminated by bright moonlight. Eventually, those clouds surrendered to reveal a city in the sky - an endless city the size of Tokyo, with buildings climbing high and far. Still holding onto Viessa, Theo’s wings narrowed to increase their speed, flying them toward a set of gates located on the northeast end of the city. Guards, with wings different than Theo’s, hovered in the air. Their eyes followed the fallen angel and the girl in his arms with curiosity. He landed at the entrance of the gate and set Viessa down. A row of golden bars, intended to keep intruders out, separated them from the city - with a wave of his hand, those sturdy rods came to life, lifting from the ground to allow passage for Theo and Viessa to enter. Theo reached for the elf. Carefully. His fingers brushed a few strands of stray hair out of Viessa’s face, smoothing them down around her ear. “Part of the fun of flying,” he said, unaware his own locks were wild, free, and tossed in different directions. “You did well for your first time flying. It’s normal to feel sea sick, many claim to experience disorientation once getting their wings...how uh, are you fairing?”

Viessa held onto him as he caught her, closing her eyes tightly. His scent wafted into her nostrils, almost shocking her at how seemingly calm it was. It was one of those smells you wanted to inhale deeply to truly capture it, but she had to resist doing such When she managed to open her eyes after a bit, the sky greeted her with sparkles in the dark abyss of the sky. The clouds almost monstrous in size, shining a bright white thanks to the moon. Everything was simply beautiful, and the city beat that shortly after. A city in the sky. It was magical, truly. She started to feel a bit ill and shut her eyes again, seemingly turning her face into him. It was evident what he would soon ask was true. As Theo set her down, she still held onto him to steady herself and catch her breath. Her wings relaxed and settled, glancing around for a few moments to take in the city. It truly was beautiful, something she could never imagine. As Theo fixed her hair, she looked up to him and smiled weakly, almost giggling. His hair was a mess too, and she mustered up the courage to try to help. She paused before she advanced, fixing his hair and gently pushing back his wavy locks. When he asked how she was holding up, she retracted her hand and cleared her throat. "I ehm...feel a bit off. I won't lie. A bit dizzy, uh...a little nauseous but I think that will pass." Viessa stated, nodding to herself. Then a concern came forth in her mind, and came out of her mouth. "Oh, uh...am I still able to aid people? With being able to heal? Or did that diminish?"

Both of his shoulders straightened as Viessa reached for his brow. His hands clasped behind his back, assuming a position of authority over her. This was...an uncomfortable feeling, being the first time a female touched his hair just to fix it - usually they were fighting between the sheets, using his hair to hold on while… Theo’s stare lowered to Viessa. The green in his gaze was all but gone thanks to the shadows within the archway. His attention shifted to her hands, the part of her he assumed she healed with. “You have your abilities, and more...” he said, taking her left wrist into his grasp. He examined her hand carefully, moving the pad of his thumb down the center of her palm - a single stroke applied with steady pressure and deliberation. Theo shifted his attention from Viessa’s hand to her mouth. Staying there for only a moment before letting her wrist go, and commanding her to, “...follow.” Skyscrapers made of diamonds reached for the midnight blue sky. Lanterns stationed on every corner illuminated unforeseen warmth onto the gemstone streets, casting etherial honey rainbows in every direction. As they walked, many stopped to study the girl standing next to him. She was new. With wings. And interesting to those that did not know her. Curiosity rested on their faces - however, the stares did not last long. Many seemed frightened of the fallen angel, and kept their timid gaze pinned to the ground until they could look over their shoulder for a second glance. “We need to remove the portal’s residue off you...” Theo said to Viessa, "...a shower will cleanse the illness you feel, but first, it will do you some good to walk. Do not fly unless you have the strength. Your wings are a new muscle, which means if you push too hard, you can strain them - do you know what happens when your wings stop working mid-flight?” He reached for one of her wings and caressed a single feather - well aware of the physical sensation this would have on her.

Viessa smiled up at him as she fixed his hair. "There. You had hair flying all over." She watched his gaze shift to her hands, blinking some. When he spoke and touched her hand, it was almost, mysterious? She was intruiged, what did more mean? Flying, of course. But what else could she do now? Her mind drifted to her slightly aching wings, until she caught his eyes wandering. It was almost a sign, until he looked away, having her follow him. Viessa would follow the dark angel, admiring the heavenly city. It was like something from a dream, she had hoped she could come visit here often. The gemstone colors surrounded her as they walked, and she noticed people had been looking at her. Viessa blushed, lowering her head some. She wasn't one to be used to people admiring her, especially where she grew up. "Portal's residue....mh, please. This feeling isn't getting any better..I don't have an appetite or anything." She lightly complained, hugging herself with her arms folded in front of her. When he noted it was good to walk, she wasn't going to complain. It already felt it had been ages since she walked, all they had been doing was teaching her how to fly. Viessa nodded along as he taught her the importance of flying when, and what can happen if she did too much. As he asked her the question, she tried to formulate an answer. But it was difficult, as Theo had touched her wing. But not her wing, a single feather. Almost...teasing her. It made her tense up, and hard to put her thoughts together. It was a new sensation that she was trying to make sense of. Before she answered him, she had to clear her throat and gather her bearings. "I'm...assuming I'd be plummeting to the ground, no? If my wings stop working?"

“Who is this?” asked an unfriendly, high-pitched, controlling voice. The woman walking towards them was tall, slender, and had an attitude that could be seen from a mile away. It was how she strut, moving her hips with authority and unneeded seduction, that caused Theo to grimace. The woman with a black pixie cut circled Theo and Viessa. Her wings were shorter than both of theirs but similar in color, the difference being a touch of light blue dusted on the tips of the feathers...and from the looks of it - she did not enjoy watching Theo touch one of those pearly strokes on Viessa’s back. Theo slowed his stride to a stop, not to encourage this sham of an interrogation, but to give Viessa a taste of what was to come. “Marissa,” he said, and did not offer another word. Theo crossed both arms over his chest, forcing his biceps to show up for the occasion. The glare stationed on his face held steady as he continued to scrutinize Marissa’s movements around the newcomer. “Well go on, tell me who she is!” The woman was pretending to be excited, though it was easy to see she was experiencing other emotions. “Her name is Viessa,” Theo revealed, shifting his eyes to his student. A smile tugged at the side of his mouth. One he did not intend for. Not realizing what he’d done until Marissa’s shark-like circling had come to an end. “She’s pretty,” she remarked. Her own eyes honed in on Theo’s lingering smirk. Taunting her. Unintentionally, of course. “Why don’t you let me show her around?” Theo tipped Marissa’s chin with the edge of his index finger, “Maybe next time, Commander.”

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Marissa went to protest, but Theo took ahold of Viessa’s hand and twirled her into his arms, so when his wings pushed down and propelled him into the air, the elf was securely pinned to his chest. He flew with her through the city making his wings do all the work. Their time for walking was over. Marissa was only the first of many who would want to meet Viessa - and Theo knew it. He landed on an empty terrace, setting the elf down on a balcony floor made of white marble. The doors behind her led to a large room with more white marbling on the floors and walls. All the furniture was black. “I will show you to your room. I imagine you have questions, and I will answer them for you tomorrow - unless, there is something you need to say that cannot wait...” Theo wanted to give Viessa an opportunity to speak. Only with time would the elf realize the rarity of such an event. Even to Theo, it was strange. He noted the circumstance, acknowledging this was part of his lesson in guiding her - his own habits would inevitably change during the process.

Viessa almost felt chills up her spine when she heard this other voice. It didn't feel crazy welcoming, and she grew concerned quickly. Was it jealousy? The woman walked around the two like she was preying on them, why? Why was she doing that, it wasn't necessary. Viessa didn't want to speak up either, though thankfully Theo did. Something was really off...even the compliment on Viessa's appearance didn't seem genuine to her. Her eyes drifted to Theo, seeing him smirk. Now why on that too? Did they know each other personally? Before Viessa could really formulate more thoughts and assess the situation further, Theo took action and whisked her into his arms. They ascended into the sky again, leaving Viessa confused and with many more questions. As they landed, she took a deep breath and sighed. The area they landed at was simply another gorgeous area, looking up at him. He gave her an opportunity to speak up and ask questions, which she was happily going to take advantage of. "Okay, uhm..who was that? Why did she act like that towards me? That's like...the biggest confusing thing right now. It might keep me awake wondering." Viessa admitted, brushing herself off as she spoke.

Theo approached Viessa in a way that would force her to back up. He wanted her to realize just how tall he was when standing in front of her, so when he towered over her frame she’d be inclined to look up at him. “Viessa…” He once again took her hand into his own, bringing her fingers into the air between them. “You have many gifts that are intended to heal the world. Starting with your touch. Physically, if you place your hand on someone, you can feel exactly what is going on inside of them.” Theo guided her hand to his chest so her palm lay against his right pectoral, the black fabric of his shirt now separated their skin from touching. Theo allowed her to experience this unique ability that came along with being a Sent One. The energy residing within him transferred into her hand, causing emotions of strength, courage, and bravery to flood Viessa’s every bone. If she were confused as to why he was tasked to guide her, clarity was knocking on her door to give her those answers. He was the one who would build her up when she was weak. Bring her to her feet after a stumble. And remind her, she was worth every minute of his time. “I am going to teach you how to take negativity within others, and transform it into positivity - with that energy, you can change the direction of chaos, ensuring the universe is balanced by your grace.”

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Slowly, he pulled her hand away from him, his own fingers brushing against hers as they parted ways. Looking at her from under a struggle of brown, messy, wind-swept hair as he lift his chin. Theo gazed down at her with a smirk that unexpectedly rose to the occasion. “Tomorrow I will show you how to do this, and if you are up to it, I will teach you some new tricks with your wings…” He moved past Viessa and wandered toward the doors behind them. There was a large bathroom with a shower and tub for her use. A bed. Couch. Table. Chairs. The usual. All designed for a minimalist aesthetic. Leaning on the doorway he folded his arms, “The thing is, Viessa, uh-” a chuckle escaped him. It was quiet, but still a laugh nonetheless. “People stare at you because you’re with me. That is not meant to be arrogant, it is just that I am not known for taking on...projects. The realm is curious as to who you are, and why you are with me.” And before she could ask anything else he nodded towards the bathroom. “Go take your shower. I will be here when you finish.” Then added, “...and uh, be careful with your wings. They’ll be sensitive to the sensation of water running down them.”

VS: Viessa would indeed back up, looking up at the tall Theo. It made her realize how small she was in comparison to him. When he placed her hand on his chest, she couldn't help but blush for a moment, before she felt what he did. He was a very confident being, she could tell. Almost opposite of her, even, in some cases. But everything was making sense now, he certainly would be able to guide her and help her. She needed his help and hoped it wouldn't be any type of burden in the long run. When he pulled her hand from him, their fingers brushed against each other. That almost made her nervous, especially as he gazed down at her with....a smirk? Did he know how he was making her feel at times? She wanted to brush it off, it was just her feeling like this after all. Right? As he spoke walking past her, she turned to watch and nodded. "Yes, I would like to learn whatever I can. I want to be as much of a help to others as possible." Viessa knew that for sure. No matter what it took, she was going to help people. When he spoke up again, she furrowed her eyebrows. Unsure as to why people were so curious about her, even with his explanation. She didn't find herself that intriguing, honestly. But she had to admit, that soft chuckle tugged her heart. She cleared her throat as he suggested she take a shower, nodding softly. Noting the sensitivity in her wings. "Okay. Thank you." She would head off into the bathroom, closing the door behind herself. Viessa would take this time to look at herself in the mirror. It had been the first time she truly saw herself with the wings. They were beautiful, pure white feathered wings that extended from her back. They almost looked...well, angelic. Probably because they pretty much were, she looked so amazing with them. Admiring herself almost made her feel foolish, letting out a soft giggle and a shake of her head before starting her shower. She would take that time in the shower to relax, doing her best to avoid getting her wings wet. But...it was a little unavoidable, shivers sent up her spine as she turned at one point, almost forgetting she even had them. "Nngh.. damn." (edited)

He watched Viessa turn and walk away with eyes lowering only for a moment, observing the shape of her lower curves before trailing the gaze back up to where it belonged. Those new wings connecting between her shoulder blades looked as if they were meant to have been there all along. One day, he would tell Viessa he saw potential in her from the first moment he laid eyes on her at the Downfall. Waiting for something to happen - a good heart looking for purpose, he could see a light within the darkness from a mile away. When she was finally in the shower he followed her example and turned his back on the chamber’s entrance. Sure, the bathroom was closed off and he could not see anything, somehow though, doing this helped him feel better about - standing there. Waiting. Not thinking about her with her clothes off. Since that was… There was a sound of vexation leaving his throat. Disgruntled annoyance taking him by surprise, one he thought best to get rid of. Those hazel eyes focused on the balcony and the view waiting in front of him. The city of Sent Ones was not easy to get into, and Viessa had been ushered in without the knowledge of how unusual it was to be granted access without going through the Trials of Entry. What an event that was. Eventually, she would see what the big deal was all about - he had a lot to teach her. This new world. Her powers. What it meant to stand at his side and the consequences that followed because of it.

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One day at a time. Baby steps. She could barely fly. The last thing Theo wanted to do was force her into a situation she could not handle. Like flying. Viessa was a natural, and that turned Theo on. The fact she could glide through the air and take his hand on the second try was - impressive. Even so, the look in her eyes when she was falling, and catching her in his arms. Fuck. Theo crossed those same arms over his chest. Stubble grew along his tanned face. After a moment he scratched the hair on his chin absently. Stroking a defined jawline to pass the time and with any luck, end the thoughts of Viessa in the shower, with water running down her wings… “Fuck.” Yeah, this one was said out loud. He would get shit for taking on a new protégé that looked...attractive. That choice was not intentional, and he would swear his reputation in front of a jury - besides. Sent Ones could not lie. If they did, a foul taste would claim their mouth, and Theo was not about to start a new beginning with Viessa with dishonor. The moment the shower turned off, he straightened his shoulders, so when Viessa decided to eventually approach him on the balcony, his back would be turned to her with his hands folded behind him.

Viessa went about her business showering. Her mind ran wild though, doing her best to avoid water hitting her wings. Though it was hard, especially when she had to rinse her hair. Her body shuddered as she failed to avoid them, and ended up leaning against a wall to regain herself. "Fucking hell this is a lot.." She'd exclaim, catching her breath. There was a lot she had to learn, that she knew. This whole experience started a new life for her, and she was excited. Yet fearful. She didn't want to fail, no. Viessa knew she wouldn't fail, but still...she wanted to do the best she could. Even if it wasn't a lot sometimes. Eventually with some time passing, Viessa had cleaned herself up. She stepped out and got dressed, her long hair damp and slightly wavy. She felt refreshed though, and even attempted to shake her wings dry with a soft laugh. She failed, but it kinda worked. Once ready, she walked out and spotted Theo on the balcony, his back to her. Viesa smiled, seeing the night illuminate him in a way that almost looked eerie and mysterious. It didn't stop her though. It was intriguing. She walked out and leaned on the balcony railing, looking to him with a smile. "Hi, nice view out here huh?" She'd comment, taking that moment to look out there herself. It was like something of a dream, and yet it was all there before her.

“Yes, it is…” he said. Only he was not looking at the clouds slipping through the tops of diamond skyscrapers - he was staring at his new protégé. Before she could figure out what he meant, he turned his attention elsewhere. His hands unfolded behind his back and came to the railing, leaning his weight against the cold white marble. “You will get some sleep and tomorrow I will teach you how to use your wings. Within a few days, you will be able to enter in the weekly races.” The thought of Viessa competing in one of those events made him laugh, on the inside, of course. His head hung forward out of amusement, allowing those brown strands covering his face to play with gravity. There was a moment of silence between them, but it was needed. Feeling her energy was part of bringing her under his wing, no pun intended - it was his job to protect her, and read her emotions...including the negative ones. “Fear is...not allowed here, Viessa.” His shoulders straightened. “At least not with me. As we start your training tomorrow, hold your head up high, and do not get discouraged. No matter what happens, or what anyone says.” He was now at her side with his hand on her chin, guiding her face to look at him. His hazel gaze went to her greyish-blue irises. Under the moonlight, he could see himself reflected within her stare. “I will not let you fail.” He reminded her. Then, without warning, he shoved the end of his index finger against the tip of her nose, poking her.