idateforsupper | Phone Post for capeandcowl

[His face softens, and as much as he'd like to reach out to her, he doesn't. She probably needs her space right now, and he doesn't blame her]

Just turn your comm off. There's no rule saying you have to keep it on, and now is a pretty good enough reason to do it.

I turned it off. It's off.

[She shakes her head.]

They're friends. After everything he said to me---they're friends.

Some of the unconditional friendships around this place make me want to gag. Makes you wonder what kind of mindless morons we're stuck with here, huh?

[He frowns, knowing that being bitter toward them isn't helping Ali any, but Warren still can't help but speak his mind on the subject]

I told you he wasn't worth your time anyways. You don't need to listen to any bullshit he wants to say.

But he told me, Warren. How he felt---how he---how he

[She stops, turning her head away from him for a moment.]

Let's leave.

[Stark is a pathetic creature. His worth is nothing anyways, and she should know this.]

C'mon.

[He steps back and opens the door, waiting for her to join him on the balcony.]

[She breathes in deeply before she joins him on the balcony.]

Okay. I'm ready.

[His wings detract, clinking silently together as they unfold and spread out behind him. He pulls her against his chest, hugging her tight as he lifts off into the air. The flight is smooth, almost like a gliding jet, and much faster than usual. He uses his arms to shield her from the force.]

It'll be okay. No one will be able to start any of this crap out there, understand?

Can you promise?

[The words are quiet and cracked.]

I promise. No one will hurt you.

[He holds her tighter, shoving back that sudden urge to fly down and go rip that demonic bitch apart]

[His voice almost sounded a little off, but Ali didn't really think anything of it. He was in his other form, that happened sometimes. She was also too upset to even be that scared of it right now.]

Thanks.

[His voice is off; Warren's teetering a delicate line right now, and his emotions are taking over his control. He will not hurt her when his heart tells him that she is one of the strong and that she will survive this obstacle. The others are a different story. They should fear retribution.]

Don't thank me.

[Okay, she's starting to get a little freaked out. Is she flying with Warren, or is she with Death?]

...Sure, okay.

[He looks down at her, white eyes skimming the top of her head. He places his hand there, gently smoothing down her hair. His speed is still accelerating and he will protect her body even from the harm of the elements. His mission right now is to protect her, and will do only that.]

Tell me if I hurt you.

[This is a little unsettling, but she forces those feelings away. Best not to set him off more. Why is he---crap.]

I'm fine.

If I go too fast it can hurt. I don't want to cause you pain.

[He lowers his altitude to make breathing easier, but still accelerating, as said. They've reached the half way point, gliding over Illinois. He wouldn't be able to do this in his normal form, as Worthington was much weaker, and it was likely he would be exhausted once changed back. For now though, he is still comfortable and able to move]

[She's scared, really, really scared. She doesn't know what to expect from him when he's like this, and especially when he's talking like that. She is unsure if she can trust him.]

I didn't know you could go this fast.

[If she talks to him maybe he'll stop---speaking like that.]

I can go faster if I push myself. Do you want me to? I can get us there.

You don't have to fear me.

This is fine, really.

[Crap, he knows she's scared. Crap, crap, crap. What's he going to do?!]

The Archangels are fighters, but they're also guardians first and foremost. I swear to you, you don't have to be afraid.

[He holds her head closer to his chest to shield her; there is no way the force isn't straining her. He will not do what the other despicables have done; she has proved her strength to him time and time again, even holding strong when he could not.]

I promised you. I intend to keep it.

O-okay.

[It is something of a strain, yes, but she's more focused on the person who's holding her. Despite anything he says, she is scared of him like this.]

[He nods, spreading out his additional two wings to aide his body as he began burning more energy. They were only one state out now, and he could see the mountains easily with his vision. Again he begins to lower his altitude, flying straight toward the fog surrounding the plains of rock. The sun is nearly set, and he is satisfied with his timing. She will be safe.]

Almost there.

Good--I'm glad.

[He sounds a little better now, but she's still scared. Alison hates being scared of him because she really doesn't want to be.]

[He swoops down through the peaks and toward the small rows of houses spread amongst them. It takes him several more minutes to find his own, but he does, and lands smoothly on the large wrap around, wooden porch. He sets on her feet and lets her go carefully, giving her space to walk away from him.]

Are you lightheaded?

[Alison steps away from him, shaking before she just lets herself drop down. She pushes her hands through her hair and nods as she just sits.]

Yes.

It will only last a couple of seconds. Do you want a drink?

[He doesn't move closer to her, just crouches and stares at her.]

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