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Post by Stein on Jun 29, 2013 1:58:15 GMT -5
“You don’t have to chew your food when your with us you know. Actually do you think you can help us learn how to just absorb food like that, it’s cu-cool!” The twins were smiling at their little joke, but they both felt Clover’s flash of jealousy as she looked at the tag. They squeezed each other’s hand tighter wait wasn’t that Marie’s dress? Oh it was, shit, that’s bad. She’s rationalizing it…should we tell her? Um… I don’t know….would that hurt her?...Oh, we have it bad… The twins were looking at each other as they both turned their backs while Clover changed. They turned back around to face her and they both had their eyes glued to her She’s lovely… They blinked and responded “You don’t have to return it, It’s not like it would ever fit us, besides; Taylour/ Taighler doesn’t look good in baby blue.” They twins said as they pointed at each other.
The twins took the shirt from Clover and teleported it to their museum. They then started moving around the room, repacking the leftover breakfast, Taighler had to wrestle a dish away from one mouse who was claiming it as his to hold offerings to their god, when the mouse colored Taighler’s wrist orange it was teleported to the plastic container on the ceiling, where it was partially trapped. They finished packing up the basket and set it by the book case; As Taighler turned he bumped a photo album of the shelf, each page had 2 pictures on it, there were many different types of photos; everything from baby pictures, prom pictures, there was even a picture of the two of them with children. (just about every picture you’d find in a family album is in there) Taylour made quick work of the bed, and remade it…mostly. They could sense the questions running through clover’s head, it was like something was pressing on the barrier from within
“Let us know if you want to ask us any question, we know have questions, but we don’t know what they are unless you ask. we’ll answer almost any question you have. But we actually have a question for you first.” ready? Yeah, as ready as we’ll even be “Which Taighlour is your favorite twin? Everyone one has a favorite.” They asked standing back to back leaning against each other. They were looking at her sideways with the chain away from her.
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Post by Rikka on Jun 29, 2013 2:32:46 GMT -5
Clover rolled her eyes as they asked if they could learn to absorb food like she did. "Yeah. But If I don't practice I might slip up and I haven't quite figured out how my roommate will react to me being a blob and everything yet. You remember my roommate from 3 years ago." Alexia hadn't exactly been keen on having a blob as her roommate that year. She had actually taken a broom to Clover once when she had come home late and was trying to be stealthily by oozing along the ceiling. Though Manco seemed to be a bit more accepting especially since they shared a need for fighting in common.
Noting they had glued their eyes on her she glanced toward the mice before looking at her as they offered to let her keep the dress. Looking down at it she smiled softly. "Thank you. I will take good care of it." As they started cleaning up she moved to help them and helped pack up the basket with the left overs. Looking at Taighler she chuckled as his wrist ended up a bright orange color due to the mouse wanting to keep the plate. Soon the mouse was in the punishment bin. Well thats what Clover called it. About to help Taylour make the bed she looked over at Taighler bumped a photo album off the shelf walking over she picked it up and ended up curious as to what was in it. Opening it she looked through the pictures finding they were of Taighler and Taylour's lives. Before she went any farther than the baby pictures she looked over at the Twins. "Am I allowed to look through this?"
Suddenly they seemed very nervous. Watching them she gently shut the photo album and listened to them. Blinking over their question she looked them over. Well thats a silly question... From their body language though she could tell it seemed to be a very important question to them. Slowly she walked around them until she was back in the spot she had started from. "Its obviously a very important question for you. And my answer might be a bit of a let down. But you both are my favorite. I've always liked being with both of you cause its funner." Smiling softly at them she turned to gather up the mice who were starting to spread out across the room. In her head she debated on whether she should ask her questions or not. There was one that kept nagging at her and she knew it was because she was jealous. "I have just one question and you don't have to answer. Um...Who was Marie?" Unfortunately even as she asked it she felt petty for asking. She should have just dropped it from her mind.
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Post by Stein on Jun 29, 2013 3:31:06 GMT -5
“That roommate? She was an idiot.” They replied to Clover’s blob problem, her first roommate had been an idiot. They smiled seeing her smile in the dress and accept it as they buzzed around the room. They turned to see what she’d asked to look through “You can look through the album, just don’t be too shocked by what you find….There’s a lovely wedding photo in there” (they got married to each other with Taylour in the dress)
When Clover asked who Marie was their eyes dimmed for a moment like they knew she would ask it, but were nervous about her reaction; They collapsed back and sat on the edge of the bed with a space between them, they weren’t holding hands “We were wondering when you’d ask that. You might want to sit down, it’s a bit depressing.” Once Clover had settled (where ever she wants too) they sighted like they were about to start and long story and begun. here we go…
“She’s the reason we asked who was your favorite. She was our…fiancée about 3 centuries ago. We believed she loved us both equally, but she slowly began to favor Taighler, We both accepted it as natural. So we brought her home to meet our mom, everything was great. But Marie decided that Taylour was in the way of her romance with Taighler…so she poisoned him at dinner a few days before the wedding. Taighler felt the death and, once he realized she’d done it, and felt no remorse we…he…I went crazy. Our mom tried to comfort him, but he just couldn’t live without his other half.” They looked Clover in the eyes finally and said “We cannot live without each other, that is our curse; When one dies the other dies, or goes crazy…” they said as they held hands above Clover’s lap It was left unspoken, but understood that Maria was the reason they were so nervous of liking Clover. “We may never find true love, be we accept it.”
They open the album on Clover’s lap to a page that included a worn letter in its envelope “That’s Mekura’s side of the story if you’re interested.” Under the envelope was a picture someone had taken of the twins with Marie; The twins were sitting together, and Marie was sitting beside Taighler; She was of average height, and had her plain brown hair pulled back in a pony-tail that fell just past her neck. She had dark olive-green eyes and was wearing jeans and a blue sports shirt that matched the twins’ shirts in the photo.
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Post by Rikka on Jun 30, 2013 0:09:54 GMT -5
Clover smiled as they spoke up about her old roommate being an idiot. "I also found out that Brooms taste horrible that year." As she got permission to look through he album she slowly turned the pages getting to peak at the old lives of Taighler and Taylour. It was actually rather entertaining. Finding the picture with children she looked up at them. "Did you have children or did you adopt them?" She was rather curious as she studied the photo and noted the similarities of the children and the twins. "Nevermind the question. You did have children. They are beautiful." Turning the page she found one of the twins getting married and chuckled slightly. Hearing them decide to answer her question she looked up at them.
They looked rather serious. Moving over she sat between them on purpose placing the album in her lap. Looking from between them them she heard them sigh. As they began her mind completely blanked over the actions of a jealousy driven woman. Looking from Taighler to Taylour she felt their grief and wished she could take it away. How could the woman murder the one twin and think to keep the other. It was unthinkable in Clover's mind. Them being together was as natural as the air they breathed. Them being together is what she lo-liked the most. The completed each other. Her mind raced as a surging anger raced through her cells. Looking them in the eyes she watched them clasp hands over her lap. She wished she had been alive during that century. She could have punished the girl so severely. Unfortunately she couldn't cause she hadn't been alive and they had been hurt so deeply.
Looking down at the album as they opened it she watched them pull out Mekura's side of the story. Suddenly a thought escaped into the silence of her mind. "Mekura was your mom?" The surprise was evident in her voice before her eyes located the picture beneath the envelope as she moved it. Looking at it she noted how the girl, she assumed it was Marie, was sitting closest to Taighler. Her eyes held a hint of possessiveness in them. The twins in the photo though looked absolutely enthralled with her. It hurt Clover to know that this woman had left a scar on her twins and Mekura.
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Post by Stein on Jun 30, 2013 1:44:15 GMT -5
The twins were nervous how Clover would respond to their story and statement. It’d been a while since they told anyone that story, and it stung a little, but served to remind them how far they’d come since then. They felt her rage at Marie and felt relieved when she said that she loved that they were together. Maybe….i don’t know, maybe it could work. We could shock her further with our wings. I think we should
The twins spoke directly into Clover’s mind and said “Don’t store the hate in your heart, it does nothing but destroy the flowers of love when kept there. Let it flow through and out….. you should have seen Mekura when she found out, she was so mad she also had plans to kill Marie. It took a while to convince her not to confront Marie about it, we crossed the bridge of acceptance a long ago” The twins grinned at the shock in Clover’s voice over Mekura being their mom “Adopted mom technically.” They correct Clover “She found us when we were little, and raised us once. She still has some of our old stuff.” wing time Taighler stood up first and was moving stuff within the room telekinetically, clearing a larger space in the room. Taylour stood up shortly after him and turned to offer his hands to Clover to stand. “Stand up Clover, we have something to show you, it’s something special to us that we’ve only told a few people about fully, but you have to close your eyes. And try not to faint.”
As Clover closed her eyes the twins backed up leaving her standing in the middle of the room with then standing a couple feet away facing her by the corners of the rooms. They both unbuttoned their shirts sliding them off to land on the ground and shrugged their shoulders and opened their wings a little before slowly expanding them further and releasing the illusion that they usually had on their wings.
Taighler’s wing’s looked like typical angel wings. They were white with feathers that felt as soft as downy to the touch that were layered down the wing ending in beautiful wing tips. His full wing span was 15 feet from tip to tip. Someone who knows what was required for flight would notice that several feathers had been cut from Taighler’s wings, those that were required for real flight.
Taylour unfurled his wings as well. His wings were leathery and looked very similar to bat wings. His tip-to-tip wing span was about 13 feet, but his wings were taller than Taighler’s. His wings felt leathery and had the bone-structures between the skin panels. The damage done to his wings was more apparent, it looked as if someone had taken a knife and slashed holes in some of the panels making flight difficult for him as well. There wings and to overlap in the middle since they could only be 10 feet apart.
They both spoke, but not in perfect unison anymore “Open your eyes Clover. What do you think?” “You can touch them, they’re real” the twins knew their wings were a little shocking, taking up much of the wall space they were glad they’d moved everything. If she notices the damage we’ll tell her, otherwise we’ll save that shock for another day
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Post by Rikka on Jun 30, 2013 2:52:21 GMT -5
Clover heard their voices and sighed as the anger simply deflated. 'Can't exactly hate a woman who got what she deserved a long time ago. Still don't like her. Can't stop me from not liking her. As they explained about Mekura she smiled and ended up chuckling. That sounded like something Mekura would do. Especially since she liked to watch over all her students.
Clover's eyes landed on their hands as they were offered to her. Looking up she met their eyes and listened. Faint? Why would she faint? Setting the album beside her she took their hands and stood up. With one last glance between them she closed her eyes and trusted them. It was hard not to peek as she waited. Hearing movement she locked her hands behind her back and instead focused on the mice whispering. They kept repeating something about wings. Unsure of what they meant she waited.
Hearing them say she could open her eyes she blinked them open and gasped when she saw their wings. Sitting back on the bed her eyes wondered over their....wings! They had wings. Why had she not known about this before? And just when you thought you had someone figured out. Standing up she slowly moved toward them her eyes wandering all over them and their wings. Slowly she reached out and gently touched the overlapped wings. "They are beautiful." Suddenly she noted the holes in Taylour's wings. Softly she ran her finger tips over the holes. Her eyes darted over to Taighler's wings as she ducked under the wings and popped up behind them carefully she touched his feathers till she found he was missing his flight feathers.
Her eyes darted between the holes and missing flight feathers. It hurt her heart to see what had been done to their wings. Ducking back under the wings so she was facing them from the front. With out even thinking she raced between the two of them giving them hugs. She hadn't asked but she knew it must have hurt when they were rendered flightless or nearly.
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Post by Stein on Jun 30, 2013 17:58:44 GMT -5
The twins watch Clover as she sat back on the bed. They both went to move and help; as Clover stood again though they stopped and quietly watched her examining their wings. The wings were moving a little as the twins stood there, and the wings would be warm to the touch. They blushed as Clover called their wings beautiful, most people were scared of the wings, and the twins when they saw them. They felt the mental quiet as she found Taylour’s cut wings, Taylour held very still as she felt the cuts, his wings were very sensitive to touch and he didn’t want their movements to startle her. Taighler held his wings up a little higher to help her find where his clipped feathers were. They felt Clover’s sadness for them and hugged her back as she hugged them in turn. They folded in their wings part way as they moved closer to one another and sat of the ground.
The twins looked at the mice and said “There is no way you can color these pure white wings, they’re impossible to color” Daring them to try to color the wings. The wings were magic, and dirt, paint, anything that hit them was neutralized, or slid right off. After giving the mice the herculean task of coloring the angel wings they patted the seat in front of them that would complete their sitting triangle. They wrapped their wings into a tepee shape around where they were sitting; not allowing their wings to actually touch and each twin took one of Clover’s hands holding their twin’s hand with the other.
“Remember when we first met we told you we were disowned/exiled? We were exiled simply for being born, we’re not pure angel and demon, and we’re a combination of the two, the children born of an angel and a demon, which was never supposed to happen. We were exiled from birth, they wanted us to remember what we could have been if not for our parents, and suffer in the stead of our parents. So the damaged our wings in a way that could never be healed, just enough for us not to be able to fly. That wasn’t enough though, so they chained us together and cursed us to always be reborn together through different dimensions. Opposites attract in a way though. Our powers are compatible with each other, and we’ve learned to flourish together. Besides, we can still ‘fall with more style’ than anyone else on the school grounds.” Clover might notice that they weren’t in unison. They were speaking independently.
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Post by Rikka on Jun 30, 2013 20:37:41 GMT -5
Clover gently touched their wings again hurting for them. To have such beautiful wings and not being able to really fly. When she touched the edges of the cuts on Taylour's wings she noted that he was trying very hard to stay still. It was kind of cute. Moving to Taighlers wings again she found that the flight feathers had been clipped in such a way it kept them from growing back. Softly she ran her fingers along his feathers before she stepped away. If she could cry for them she probably would be crying now.
Clover watched as they challenged the mice. They knew the mice never let a challenge go. The mice stared at Taighler's wings intently before climbing all over his wings attempting to color them. Unfortunately they would not be colored. The mice still tried though which kept them busy while Clover sat in the spot the twins patted. Covering her legs with the dress she blinked as the twins enclosed Clover and themselves within their wings. Watching them she gently took their hands and watched them as they started to explain.
Clover listened to them as they spoke up. It wasn't hard to follow because they were speaking independently. Which was weird to her thinking. They almost always spoke in unison unless they felt like messing with someone. Watching them she listened and realized they had been punished for just being born. That was so not fair. Looking from one twin to the other she saw their quiet acceptance. "How did you manage to hide your wings in your DNA?" There was absolutely no point in getting mad. The exile had happened a long long time ago. So instead she asked questions.
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Post by Stein on Jun 30, 2013 22:30:09 GMT -5
The twins were touched by how understanding Clover was, and felt a little sad that they were causing her sadness. She was being very gentle with their wings they noticed’ They’re wings were hyper-sensitive to touch since they weren’t used very often. They both enjoyed having their wings out and touched though, it was a comforting feeling.
Taighler and Taylour started laughing as the mice threw themselves at the white wings, not leaving a single spot on them; Wondering when the mice would try to color Taylour’s wings they continued their conversation with Clover.
The twins grinned as she asked about the wing DNA Only Clover… They were glad they finally had an answer to this question, they’d only learned the answer a century or so earlier “The wings are a separate strand of DNA, as are most of the celestial traits. That DNA is only contained in the wings. Or in the halos and horns” they said grinning even wider and laughing, they were obviously joking about the halos and horns. “You can collect the DNA from them if you feel like having wings, but be careful. They’re heavy.” The twins speech was mostly separate now, Even the twins found it a little odd It’s the wings, they’re thinning the connection again….Keep them out, it’ll be ok
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Post by Rikka on Jun 30, 2013 23:34:15 GMT -5
Clover watched the mice as they seemed to just fall off of the white wings. There was several angry squeaks before they got an idea. Looking at Taylour's wings now they jumped onto his bat like wings in another attempt to color the wings of the twins. They were very determined. A blob who was still attempting to color Taighler's wings an ocean green rolled on to his shoulder tired. Sighing the blob seemed to flatten before falling asleep right there on his shoulder.
Clover leaned over next to Taighler and gently absorbed the sleeping blob while she waited for the others to tire themselves out. Watching the twins she smiled as they seemed to brighten up a bit. As they explained the DNA problem she thought it over. At the Halo and Horns she grinned. "Oh yes I can see the Halo and Horns now." Even as she said it three of the blobs got an idea and two red ones took the shape of horns on Taylour's head and a yellow one jumped over to Taighler's head and turned into a sideways halo. Clover chuckled slightly over the mice's idea. As they offered to collect some DNA from their wings. An idea occurred to her and she practically shoved it behind her barrier wanting it to be a surprise.
"I would love a sample. Plus don't forget I will never weigh more than twenty pounds." Getting on her knees she leaned over and plucked the other three blobs off their heads.
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Post by Stein on Jul 1, 2013 0:03:04 GMT -5
The twins laughed at the mice as they set to work on Taylour’s wings next. “It’s like a little massage” they commented to the mice. Laughing as one fell through the cut in Taylour’s wing. Another one had apparently staked his claim on the small horn on the tip of Taylour’s wing and was absorbing it, trying to color it plaid. Taighler ruffled his wings and pulled one out from where it was lodged between his feathers before grinning and putting it back “That tickles, move more to left…there. Just stay there” The twins obviously didn’t mind the mice on their wings as long as the mice didn’t try to eat their wings.
The twins were laughing at the blobs posing as a halo and horns on their head, they grabbed another red one of Taylour’s back and whispered into its head to shift into a halo shape. When the mouse giggled and agreed the twins set him on Clover’s head smiling. “Now you also have a halo, but it’s a special halo. Also, it’s not your weight we’re worried with; the wings probably weigh almost as much as you. You’d fall backwards, and you might hurt yourself.” The twins were smiling at Clover She’s beautiful/lovely and gorgeous…what was she thinking of wings…oh well, we’ll probably find out later The twins stopped paying attention to their wing position for a moment and their wings touched, causing both twins to retract their wings more suddenly at the burning sensation That hurt! “It’s alright” They assured Clover“Our demon/angel parts just don’t like each other.”
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Post by Rikka on Jul 1, 2013 1:02:25 GMT -5
Clover chuckled as they pointed out it was like a little massage she smiled and watched the antics of her mice. A couple of them seemed to have forgotten about coloring their wings and instead had made a game out of trying to see how much surface area they could cover. "So your wings are ticklish?" The question came out a bit more mischievous than she was intending but from the glint in her eye she obviously was thinking about tickling them.
When the red mouse was set on her head she reached up and tickled the mouse gently though it maintained its shape giggling. "Don't worry. You know as well as I do its rather hard for me to get hurt. I would just have to get used to them is all." Feeling the blob on her head fall asleep she gently absorbed him into her vacuole with the others who were sleeping. Curious she wondered how they were going to get her a sample of their wings for her. Their wings didn't seem like they shed skin cells or little bits of feathers. Blinking as they suddenly retracted their wings, which caused all the blobs to just fall right off, with a look of pain on their faces. Before she could ask what was wrong they quickly explained. All the mice looked very concerned and quickly retreated into Clover.
"Why is it like that? If your both part angel part demon wouldn't it be okay? Or do you not know why?" She was both curious and concerned over this new found information about their wings.
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Post by Stein on Jul 1, 2013 21:39:06 GMT -5
They grinned mischievously at Clover as she asked if there were ticklish “Yes, but only if you find the right spot.” if she finds ‘the right spot’ we’re doomed They thought to each other and themselves; they were fading in and out of unison, some things they spoke independently, and others they spoke together.
“The wings are separate DNA, they are where most of the angel/demon DNA is stored and the only place where it’s expressed. The angel/demon DNA are polar opposites, never the two shall meet; it’s funny, if we weren’t cursed we’d never have met and we’d burn each other every time we touched, but because we were cursed most of the angel/demon DNA was sealed to deny us access. There aren’t problems when the wings are closed and sealed. Watch.” Both twins turned their backs towards Clover, looking at her over their nearest shoulders. Their wings were folded like you’d expect them to be, but both their shoulder blades shimmered a little and the wings disappeared, leaving tattoos of their wings, before those also faded. They then leaned back-to-back on each other to demonstrate that it was safe, before facing Clover again and partially re-opening their wings
“As to getting the DNA” Taylour folded his wings and reached almost behind Taighler at the base of his wings and pulled one small downy feather. Taighler barely flinched “His is easy” Taylour set the feather aside and they both smiled at Clover.
“Taylour’s DNA, that’s more interesting to get. One moment, this will be…fun” we can’t ask her to get it, she’d refuse to, you do it Taighler folded his wings behind him and Taylour reopened his more, ‘laying” one wing in Taighler’s lap. The twins squeezed hands and released each other’s grip.
Taighler teleported an ornate dagger into his hand; It had a slightly curved blade, with an ornate, ivory inlaid handle, it looked to be at least a few hundred years old. Before Clover could stop him he’d created a small cut along the top boned-edge of Taylour’s wing (he didn’t touch the membrane). Taighler then quickly set the now blood-edged dagger aside and kissed the cut before hugging his brother, rejoining hands Taighler was whispered a near silent apology to Taylour, who told him that the wound was already healed (Going Hikaru and Kaoru here). Taighler picked up the blood-edged dagger, and Taylour picked up the white feather, both offered them to Clover, smiling. “See fun… be careful, the angel and demon DNA’s can both be safely stored in the DNA together, but don’t try to use both of them at once, otherwise it’ll feel like liquid metal throughout your entire body”
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Post by Rikka on Jul 1, 2013 23:16:19 GMT -5
Clover arched a brow and started contemplating where the' right spot' might be. She also noted that it must be the wings that cause the twins to fade in an out of unison. As they explained their problem with the wings she nodded head. It kind of made sense in a way. Watching as she was told her eyes widened a bit as they folded in their wings and they just disappeared into tattoos. In seconds the tattoos disappeared also. Watching them sit back to back it was proved they really couldn't hurt each other when the wings were sealed away.
The mice oooh and ahhed over their display as they slowly formed a half circle around the front of Clover. Clover watched as they spoke up about getting the DNA. When Taylour plucked the small downy feather from Taighler's wings and pointed out it was easy she blinked and began to feel suspicious of the two. Before she would do anything Taighler had an ornate Dagger in his hand and had cut along the top of the boned edge of Taylour's wing causing her to gasp.
Jumping to her feet she bopped them both on the head in the middle of their apologies. "Don't do that! If I had known that was required I wouldn't have asked!" She looked ready to bop them on the head again before she sat down in the little half circle of mice. As they offered the white feather and blood-edged dagger she stared at them but took the feather in one hand and used her index finger and thumb to run along the edge of the blade collecting the blood. Absorbing the feather and blood into her system she decoded the DNA from it and quickly stored it away in the appropriate spots.
Going over the DNA she wondered what Wing length she would have to have. "Okay as punishment for not warning me you must help me out with the wing length. Since you probably know more about wings than I do. " Jumping up she stepped back a little and decided to start with Taylour's since he had had to bleed. Pulling the DNA she fed it to her cells and with in seconds she had Taylour's demon wings. She could feel they were slightly heavy. She started them at 10ft before looking at the twins nervously. She wasn't sure if they were too big or small. They felt okay but she wasn't the expert with wings.
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Post by Stein on Jul 2, 2013 1:19:44 GMT -5
“You would have stopped us if you knew! Besides, we could have said no, we just chose not to” They twins rubbed their heads where Clover had hit them “besides, the wings are pretty impervious, we have to use special knives to be able to hurt our wings”
The twins looked down at the mice and said into their heads and Clvoers Do you guys want wings too? We know you can’t use the DNA, but we could build you some. We know a store that sells wire and white or red feathers. Would you like that? The twins grinned at the mice’s response.
When Clover declared that they had to help her with her wings they gave a loud dramatic sigh “But that’s hard *sigh* Since you insist … birds that weigh 14-30 pounds usually have a wing span of 10 feet. You might not need them to be 10 feet since demon wings tend to be taller compared to angel wings, but 10 feet isn’t a bad place to start. Too heavy and you’ll fall over, to short and they can’t support your weight However, if you want to learn to fly we should be outside. Do you want to learn to fly, or just walk around with cool wings? Both are good reasons to have wings”
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