Achilles: *his smaller frame and big puppy dog purple eyes made him look adorable and trustworthy to strangers as he made his way around*

Azoras: well we can clear it up in the morning..

Achilles: *he stayed watching finding some baggy clothes to hide his messed up appearance and a face mask before entering *

Azoras: oh right..well isn’t that ironic looking.. *he’s just very sleepy rubbing his head against your chest*

Achilles: *waiting and watching in the dark and you could just feel his watching eyes*

Azoras: he won’t, he doesn’t even like talking to the council and what’s so bad about his lover knowing? *he yawned grabbing your hand softly squeezing it*

Achilles: *had pulled himself mostly back together while waiting, he looked like his skin was too lose on his body and was bleeding from nearly all over*

Azoras: *groaned* so what..?

Achilles: *following watching and waiting for the inevitable*

Quenzia: *slowly put his hands up, turned around, and walked his ass out*

Azoras: *did not let go that easy *

Achilles: *stopped not daring even going into the streetlight but then disappeared out of sight but definitely was stalking you*

:) ))
Azoras: *easily fell asleep not letting go and purring*

Quenzia: *arrived to boxers walking in the bedroom door* hey da- …

Achilles: I won’t kill you! I just need to help you get better! *his voice sounded like a lot more than one picking up a little speed*

Azoras: *very tired and cuddly misunderstood demon went to bed laying down with you and kept his head where it was*

Achilles: *still had some pretty messed up human parts like legs and arms in awkward unnatural places chasing after you like an animal*

Azoras: *he very sleepily put his face into your chest and stomach purring softly*

Achilles: *he managed to do it and attack you with one of his daggers*

Azoras: *he smiled his very rare smiles scooping you up and making a soft purr*

Achilles: *did not move concentrating on teleporting back to your room but it would rip his human features apart painfully and show a more gruesome version of a biblically accurate angel*

Azoras: you don’t like it when I pick you up and hold you like a baby, so instead I’m sorta cuddling while standing