Germanic Templars wrote:
The succubus winced from the sting caused from striking just about everyone in her flight path. She opened her wings and hissed at the blurry image in front of her and fought to refocus her eyes.
"F-feathers?" Blythe stared at the archangel as his outline became clearer. She pinned her leathery wings tightly behind her and furrowed her brow. "Feathers? You came home?"
She'd lost track of time... mainly because she'd been stuffed in a bag and kicked around the entire time Lucius had been gone. Her hands flew to her face and she hiccuped. "Oh Feathers!"
Lucius was knocked back again as she collided with him. "FeathersFeathersFeathersFeathers!" she squealed happily. The unfortunate archangel's face was peppered with kisses.
Xanthe was still in pain from her cold-moon experience with Klaus. A few more flight feather tips broke off. She stared back at Superbia and dimly registered the white demon. She wasn't the one in the relationship with him, so her only knowledge of him was limited to SoupsSoupsSoupsBlahBlahSexy *breathe* SoupsSoupsIsn'tHeWonderfulSoups! from Blythe. Oh, and Xanthe had helped rescue him from Envy and Wrath.
"Hello, Superbia," she wheezed. "Welcome back." She hadn't caught sight of Lucius yet.