The Angel's Devil (Private with me and Ybfan)

[RedRose4]

Azrael's smile left as she had, his eyes on her back, or more like her backside. Grumbling to himself, he swore a few things under his breath and rushed upstairs. Getting to his room and quickly changing so he was wearing something with a little more protection against his skin. As he was about to leave, he paused and thought of Dritz.
Heading towards where he hoped he was, Azrael sighed softly as he saw him in front of the window, slowly walking over and clearing his throat before asking. "You staying a little longer? I'll just be gone for a bit, then I'll come back...you can stay and wait." he stated, not mentioning 'Laura' at all, at least for now.

[Ybfan]

Dritz was still wrapped up in his wings when Azrael walked up. "Well of course I will be here," he chuckled as he looked over to his friend. "Remember, I stay the night here a lot...and you are going where?" He asked his friend when he looked over the protective clothing. "You know, the women are not going to be happy if you become the minute man you know," he joked as he looked out the window again and then back at his friend.

[RedRose4]

Azrael touched his shoulder, feeling the cold silver beneath his palm. He didn't really like armour, but he had to wear it for his own safety, he had planned on finding someone a little more dangerous today, which was a huge reason why he came to Dritz. He never really knew when the last time he'd see him would be.
"I'm going to the Northern Isle of Yorsale. There's another angel I have to deal with..." Azrael resisted a sigh. It was bad enough killing supernatural, but doing it to his own race? That itself was bothersome, especially since they weren't hugely abundant in the area.

Azrael then glared at his friend, but keeping it unserious as he rolled his eyes. "Like I only last one minute." he chuckled. "My lust for her either comes another day, or I allow someone else to sate me. Time is of the essence." Azrael looked at Dritz a moment longer, his eyes on his wings for the most part before he sighed and nodded. "I'll go. I should be back within two hours time." The angel stated, not knowing why he didn't just leave already.

[Ybfan]

Dritz nodded as looked up to his friend. "You take care and stay safe. I will pray for you and...I'm sorry that you have to fight one of your own," he said sadly. "See you in a couple of hours and remember to always watch your back."

[RedRose4]

Azrael nodded his head, listening to Dritz and sighing. As confidently as possible, the angel took a step back towards the door and bowed his head, saying what he always said to his friend before he left to fight. "Thank you. Let my wings guide me back to you in one piece."
Turning around, Azrael walked out of the door, heading towards his closet alongside his door and unlocking it with a hidden key that was inside his armour. Opening it up, he grabbed his sword and eyed it for a moment, watching how it shone in the light, how beautiful yet dangerous it seemed to be. The metal had etched in designs of feathers all along the top of the blade, the blade itself was simply clear, just a sharp edge.

Sheathing it against his back, and hiding it with his wings, Azrael took a deep breath and walked out of the house, hoping for the best but understanding the chances of him returning were half half.

[Ybfan]

Once Azrael was out of sight, Dritz's eyes and face saddened as he looked out the window again. "Stupid..." he whispered. "I'm not your lover so don't say those things to me..." a small blush touching his cheeks and a few minutes later he got up to head down to the kitchen to get rid of the bottle and go to bed.

[RedRose4]

It took a total of four hours until the front door to Azrael's house opened. The large angel walked in, his wings hanging at his sides, his white feathers stained with blood as well as his pale skin. Flinching, Azrael touched his stomach, feeling the cut he had received, as well as the one on his lower lip.
Licking the blood away, Azrael walked upstairs slowly, heading towards the bathroom and slowly removing his armour. Thankfully he ended up being injured less than he thought. His blade was covered in blood, his body as well, although some of it was his own. As he stripped everything off, he walked towards the shower and turned it on, stepping inside and sighing once the hot water hit his body.

Taking a little longer than usual, Azrael got out, dried himself off and bandaged his stomach. He'd heal faster than normal humans, but it didn't mean he was incapable of being hurt. Going to the sink, he then began to wash his armour and sword, keeping the towel around his hips for the time being as he cleaned everything up.

[Ybfan]

Dritz stayed asleep as he tossed off his blankets and slept in an awkward position. He grumbled about how he wanted more beer in his sleep followed by some snoring.

[RedRose4]

Azrael walked back downstairs once his armour and weapon was cleaned up, putting it all away before heading back upstairs and walking into the bedroom. Instantly his eyes fell upon Dritz, happy to see a friendly face right when he got home. It was way more welcoming then coming home from a dangerous job only to end up being completely alone.
Heading over towards the bed, Azrael opened his white wings, nearly cleaned of blood other than a few spots of light pink. Kneeling down, the angel ruffled Dritz's hair and smirked, hoping his friend wouldn't take that as a rude gesture when all he really wanted was to just hear his friends voice. "Dritz?" Azrael mumbled.

[Ybfan]

Dritz grumbled as he snorted and swatted the hand away that was messing with him and rolled over as his snoring continued. He was out of it and maybe if it wasn't for the multiple mugs of beer and the bottle of wine he probably would have responded a little bit better than what he did at this time.