Sexy_Trinity69
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Soaring through the air, Abigail felt her heart skip a beat. Something was terribly wrong and whatever it was she didn't like it one bit. It was the twilight hour, not the best time to go for a spin, but her wings needed stretched so badly. Fiona had been having trouble coping with things lately which meant Abby had less time off. Being the young angel she was, Abigail needed her wings stretched regularly, they were still growing. In Angelic years, she was at least 230 but she appeared as any 19 year old human would except for her feathery white wings that stuck out from her back. Sighing she found a nice landing strip in a cleared meadow not very far from town and began to lower into it. It was necessary she went on her flights outside of town where no prying eyes could see her especially at this time of day.
With the sun setting behind her the angel began to hike back toward town, her long brunette locks fluttering in the wind. Her white appendages folded and she whispered a quiet mantra causing them to vanish. They were still there but humans could neither see or feel them. You couldn't have humans knowing there really were angels and demons amongst them now could they? A balance was needed between the two sides to keep the human race in order. Ying and Yang if you will. Abigail's particular job was to watch over a human by the name of Fiona and she wouldn't have it any other way. Sure, she wished her it was easier sometimes but that was what she was there for. To make things easier on her charge and to lead her into the right direction.
That was getting harder and harder to do everyday though. Keeping her from temptation and harm was growing to be too much for her with this...this male in the picture. Abigail couldn't stand this man her charge called a boyfriend. He abused her, treated her like shit, and yet she kept returning to him. She loved him which was blinding her and her Grigori seemed to be guiding her from there. Donovan, Fiona's grigori, was Abigail's exact opposite, put on earth to make her job a living hell it seemed. Abby avoided him like the plague and tried to talk Fiona into the same but she didn't always listen. That was the disadvantage to actually interacting with your charge. You were just a regular human to them. Now if she had a glowing halo around her head with a chorus singing in the background she was sure Fiona would listen.
Reaching the town entrance, Abigail began to seek out Fiona's aura. It didn't take long to find her but God, did she wish she'd found her else where.Abby bit her delicate lip as her blue-gray eyes rested upon a club. Not just any club mind you...a lesbian club. When did this happen?! She didn't even know one was in town! Abigail knew Fiona had been having thoughts about girls but she had thought she dismissed them. Groaning she opened the door and went inside to look around. The angel got plenty of looks as she walked through the dim area. Not because she was wearing tight clothes or anything but mostly because she'd never been seen in there before. Abigail was a gorgeous girl but that was expected given the circumstances. Her brunette hair bounced lightly on her white clad shoulders, her shirt barely V-necked showing off a tiny bit of cleavage if you could even call it that. Her blue jeans were loose, slightly baggy held on her hips by a studded belt. Again she bit her lip noticing a couple in the corner going at it. Fiona...where are you..., she asked herself nervously. You would think that after watching over someone since they're 3 birthday you'd be able to find them easily. Fiona and Abigail weren't really introduced until Fiona was 16 though. Guardian angels were allowed to walk the mortal realm once their charge came of age. It made it easier to help if you really were in contact with them.
With the sun setting behind her the angel began to hike back toward town, her long brunette locks fluttering in the wind. Her white appendages folded and she whispered a quiet mantra causing them to vanish. They were still there but humans could neither see or feel them. You couldn't have humans knowing there really were angels and demons amongst them now could they? A balance was needed between the two sides to keep the human race in order. Ying and Yang if you will. Abigail's particular job was to watch over a human by the name of Fiona and she wouldn't have it any other way. Sure, she wished her it was easier sometimes but that was what she was there for. To make things easier on her charge and to lead her into the right direction.
That was getting harder and harder to do everyday though. Keeping her from temptation and harm was growing to be too much for her with this...this male in the picture. Abigail couldn't stand this man her charge called a boyfriend. He abused her, treated her like shit, and yet she kept returning to him. She loved him which was blinding her and her Grigori seemed to be guiding her from there. Donovan, Fiona's grigori, was Abigail's exact opposite, put on earth to make her job a living hell it seemed. Abby avoided him like the plague and tried to talk Fiona into the same but she didn't always listen. That was the disadvantage to actually interacting with your charge. You were just a regular human to them. Now if she had a glowing halo around her head with a chorus singing in the background she was sure Fiona would listen.
Reaching the town entrance, Abigail began to seek out Fiona's aura. It didn't take long to find her but God, did she wish she'd found her else where.Abby bit her delicate lip as her blue-gray eyes rested upon a club. Not just any club mind you...a lesbian club. When did this happen?! She didn't even know one was in town! Abigail knew Fiona had been having thoughts about girls but she had thought she dismissed them. Groaning she opened the door and went inside to look around. The angel got plenty of looks as she walked through the dim area. Not because she was wearing tight clothes or anything but mostly because she'd never been seen in there before. Abigail was a gorgeous girl but that was expected given the circumstances. Her brunette hair bounced lightly on her white clad shoulders, her shirt barely V-necked showing off a tiny bit of cleavage if you could even call it that. Her blue jeans were loose, slightly baggy held on her hips by a studded belt. Again she bit her lip noticing a couple in the corner going at it. Fiona...where are you..., she asked herself nervously. You would think that after watching over someone since they're 3 birthday you'd be able to find them easily. Fiona and Abigail weren't really introduced until Fiona was 16 though. Guardian angels were allowed to walk the mortal realm once their charge came of age. It made it easier to help if you really were in contact with them.
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