Kilgharrah must have gotten jealous because it finds its way to the crook of Beelzebub's wing and instantly nestles its smaller body among the downy feathers as if it were a nest. The angel was so used to someone/thing burying itself in his feathers that it is comforting in the way a favorite worn out shirt is comfortable. The unoccupied wing wraps completely around Galahad, leaving a tent like space in his lap for the miscellaneous animals that would no doubt join them if they remained cuddling for too long.
"There are abilities most of the fallen angels have; healing, shape-shifting, resurrection, empathy, telepathy, telekinesis, a few others." Despite these being objectively powerful abilities, Beelzebub talks about them in the same tone someone might use when applying it to a mundane human skill like putting on shoes. "I have abilities that are unique to me; from heaven and my curses."
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Date: 2020-03-08 10:23 pm (UTC)"There are abilities most of the fallen angels have; healing, shape-shifting, resurrection, empathy, telepathy, telekinesis, a few others." Despite these being objectively powerful abilities, Beelzebub talks about them in the same tone someone might use when applying it to a mundane human skill like putting on shoes. "I have abilities that are unique to me; from heaven and my curses."