ʀᴏɢᴜᴇ ꜱᴜɴ

"Yeah..."

"Ah shit."

"I'm still alive. Don't worry."

He quickly went to transform seeing the blade drag against it. "You better not scuff my armor!"

"Pretty fast."

"Yeah, try stabbing the guy who can summon armour. See how that works out for you."

"Then I'll let you walk." He said and quickly went to drop her.

"You're freakin weird. If you want candy, I'll buy you some."

He picked her up by the collar and pulled her away.

"You're joking?"

"Do I look like a doctor?"

"It doesn't look that serious? I'm sure the bleeding will stop. Just don't poke at it."

"Show me the wounds?"

"You look perfectly fine."

"Another late night," Dylan said to himself while flying around the city.

"Um... all good."

"Alright... got me there."

"Hey! Cut that out!"

"My mistake. Clown brat."

"You're the one talking out loud."

"Why?"

"No I'm not. I'm looking in the other direction."

--✨[̲̅T][̲̅h][̲̅e] [J][̲̅e][̲̅s][̲̅t][̲̅e][̲̅r]✨--
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✘ - 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐤𝐢𝐜𝐤
✘ - 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐕𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧
✘ - 𝐏𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬
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-✨ 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐏𝐡𝐃 ⵑ ✨-

"I can handle myself. You don't need to police how I use my powers. If I was causing a problem, you'd be here sooner."

He looked up at the giant angel hovering above him. Unsure if she was friend or foe. "What if it's both?" He responded, giving a small snicker while looking away.

"At least with fire powers, I can't get cold in winter."

"Morning."