Quenzia: that’s the spirit, but I do love my uncle angel a lot though, but still

Azoras: well we can go get you looking at modifications and get back to the weapons later

Achilles: *you could probably feel his eyes watching you from the dark*

Azoras: you won’t lose your feathery wings, you might grow some claws depending on if you want those, and we can even modify your halo to look like horns if you’d like

Quenzia: basically everything is in your hands, also I do agree you smell like chicken nuggets right now

Achilles: *decided to watch following from a far distance *

Azoras: first of all your wings smell like a lovely chicken dinner right now, second of all demons and angels clash a lot to a point it’s unhealthy

Achilles: *went out with a freshly sharpened blade humming*

Quenzia: what’s in the blades again dad?

Azoras: fire imp blood, very malleable when turned to a solid and keeps its ability to create harsh fiery burns, also Perry we need to get you set up with some demon parts someday before you get hurt down here

Achilles: *sharpening his dagger because he had to use it quite a bit on you*

Quenzia: *spun it around for a few seconds before a blade came out of the top and bottom in different directions, like one on the left on the top and the other on the right on the bottom, they had a bright orange glow*

Achilles: bye bye! *went inside by the time you went out*

Azoras: *put the weapon back*

Quenzia: oh hey I remember this one *went over to a staff looking thing grabbing it off a stand*

Achilles: oh yeah momma got me this home a while back

Azoras: I think you’d like something less heavy

Achilles: I’m okay ma don’t worry

Azoras: *trying not to laugh picking it back up*

Quenzia: *looked away giggling *

Achilles: *was giggling, he didn’t know about the incident and was happy to have his sort of mother figure around for a little while, she probably knew him since he was born because him and his dad got into many accidents with genetically poor vision*

Azoras: *just snickered handing it over making it look weightless*

Quenzia: be careful to not drop it on your feet

Azoras: I’m offering you to try and use it, if you can’t even lift it you’ll have to choose something else

Achilles: oh hiiii!

Achilles: how are you feeling Ash?