02-02-2020, 01:34 AM
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AURUM
DO NO HARM BUT TAKE NO SHIT !
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A soft sigh left Aurum as he looked at his brother, his one blue eye looking entirely serious as he met Poet's gaze. He then nodded his head, his voice dry as he rumbled, "Yes, Poet. I'm being entirely serious right now. You can choose whether or not you'd like to believe me, but these wings and this scar are my best evidence." He tapped softly against his chest scar again, wincing a little bit at the rawness of the skin. Despite what Poetking might've thought was going on, Aurum had no intention of punking him. His brother's religiousness hadn't even come to mind for the briefest of moments when he had discovered his own angelic nature.
━ I'M GONNA WIN.┆PROUD. WARM. PROTECTIVE. ━
— Reggan